Part 4 of a Hallmark-style romance reimagined for Literotica. Reading the prior chapters will certainly help you understand what is going on. The story is complete, and each of the seven chapters will be posted a few days apart. Thanks for reading. After breakfast the next morning, Sophie and Mark dressed for a mountain walk. Although it was a warm day in t...
I'm going to get a little autobiographical on you guys now. The story I'm going to tell you is all true and it's really an explanation of how I learned to make the best carrot cake in the world and why I like it so much. It's my favourite. In college I studied writing, primarily. I have a BA in creative writing but I had to take other classes too and this s...
Maybe it would go through after all, he thought. This was the biggest deal he'd had on his desk in years, something that would put him back in the game – big time – and he'd known going in his presentation had to be flawless. It was, too. He was sure he'd nailed it, and he was ecstatic about the way the morning's talks had gone. One of the company's senior p...
NOTE: This chapter is focused solely on foot fetishism. * The college's cafeteria was only a short walk from the nurse's office, but to the exhausted boy it felt like hours. It was humiliating and tiring for him, as he stumbled along behind the two pretty girls. He was totally in the nude with a condom, slightly too big for him, covering his small limp pen...
Patrick brought me up to the loft of the barn. The scent of hay, sawdust, and summer hung heavily in the air. The hay doors were open and the exiting sunlight highlighted the particles floating around us, causing everything to seen slightly surreal. Everything was so breathtakingly simple and beautiful. The rose hues of the sunset, the fragrance of the air,...
Sean sat glumly at his desk, wishing he could somehow escape through the tiny square window in his corner office cubicle. He glanced at the digital clock in the lower right of his computer monitor. 1:19 pm. "For fuck's sake," Sean grumbled quietly. The giant plate of rice and chicken masala he had downed an hour ago was kneading insistently away at his con...
Even today, I am deathly afraid of ants. Only those who have known me very closely for years know why, yet even they do not truly understand. Yes, many people consider ants annoying, but they would also almost certainly say that it is idiotic – even childish – to be deathly afraid of ants. My fear, of course, has a quasi-rational cause. Simply put, as a li...
A modern love in the making - Rocket Man's best ever lunch All characters are well over 18 years old and include 'Rocket Man' and 'Sparkling Red' who first met online a few years ago as their alter egos 'Jardine Man' and 'Mimbabe'. I have been staying at Sparkling Reds place doing paving and putting up cables for wisteria etc to grow on amongst other thin...
As my car pulled away from the curb, I turned to the beautiful creature next to me and folded her into my arms again. I couldn't believe how lucky I'd gotten -- and snorted to myself at the turn of phrase. She was beautiful. I could already tell she had a great sense of humor, too, and a perhaps over-developed sense of humility. She'd been knocked down som...
The events and characters of this story are figments of my imagination. Truly, I have no idea where I get this shit. I need help. Should someone see themselves as characters in this story, it's either a huge coincidence on my part or guilt and shame on your part. Yet, for those who are truly shameful and guilty, don't despair, oh miserable ones. God is savi...