(NOTE: This takes place sometime at the end of the millenium, when CDs ruled, not everyone had a cell phone, and you mostly had to get out of your house and go to a store to buy things-max) ***** Joe felt baffled. Woke up and felt baffled. Because he was alone, and not with Lana. Because he was back where he had left. Where he had once escaped, he returned...
Craig Lundquist was finding it difficult to go to sleep. He wasn't thinking about the "Long Shots" training he was about to undergo the next morning and all that it entailed. Nor was he thinking so much about his tremendous attraction for Holly McKenzie, although he did try, but in vain, to dispel the images crowding his troubled mind with thoughts of her. W...
Copyright PennameWombat July 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual...
(I've written before about Owen and Anne Marie. This story involves mostly Owen. If you are interested you can find those other tales on my page. They are not necessary to enjoy—at least I hope you enjoy—this story, but they do give you some insight into each person.) Anne Marie is my lover, friend and partner. She is 11 years older than my 29 ye...
I guess I should have figured it was going to be a pretty good weekend. Tuesday before she went to work, Bets told me she was going to Ham and Linda's for the weekend. That meant I would be home without her. Not necessarily alone. Things really started to come together when Ruthie stopped by on her way home, knowing this was a Tuesday that Bets worked late....
The flash of light and then the booming thunder ushered in the rainstorm to Los Angeles' beach cities as the sky turned dark. Jerry's leg hurt from the change in the weather and his hand went to the scar across his hairline, both gifts from the Sandbox. It felt like a spike had been driven into his ankle and he rubbed it, wishing it would go away. It had bee...
© Daniel Quentin Steele 2011 #################### THE CLEAN UP CREW -- SECRETS Here's the latest chapter of WWWM. My thanks once again to Curiousss for his hard work on editing, which I definitely think has improved the story. Believe it or not, the next chapter will not be long in coming. It's already written and Curiousss is laboring on it as this is p...
The next morning I woke up alone in bed. Someone was in the shower and I could smell coffee brewing. Moments later Bill came out of the shower. And Pam walked into the room holding a cup of what I hoped was coffee and asked. "Breakfast in here or down stairs?" I answered in a short clip tone. "Coffee here breakfasts down stairs." I didn't mean to be short...
original story: Scipio story continuation by RogueAlan Author's Note: Though mentioned above & at the end of the last chapter, I am still getting questions about Chapters 1 through 3. Nick Scipio created Sharon, & has graciously let me run with her. The first three chapters are his, & are on LitErotica under his handle, Scipio555. While you're there, be su...
Warning; This erotica has a lot of build-up, character development, and is an emotional roller-coaster based loosely on my own life. It contains themes and such that could be triggering to victims of physical and emotional trauma, and the sex is not til the end. Reader discretion advised. Hopefully, the wait is worth the ride. ************************* PRO...