This is my entry in the Literotica.Com 2011 Earth Day Contest © Copyright Les Lumens 2011 The final page is just my ending note, so don't let the number of pages scare you away. ♠~~~~~☩~~~~~♠ Twigs and dry leaves crunched underfoot as Glen wandered the trail, his thoughts turned inward. The warmth that permeated the sun-dappled wo...
I rarely write in the third person, so this story is an experiment for me. My thanks to Jeriscol for his editing and education about the commas and semicolons. * Marybeth stomped down the street trying to vent her anger. Brad had pissed her off every day this week, setting a new record for his insensitivity and selfishness. Moreover her wrist hurt where h...
Edward Marston was tired. It had been a long few days. It was Friday and he was looking forward to an easy weekend. He had nothing planned. He had stood in line at the cellphone provider and managed to change his contract. He needed to remove Lisa, his ex-wife, from all his bank accounts, credit cards and mobile phone contract. This took more time than he an...
The roadhouse just outside of town was again playing host to the annual "Naked Day" festivities. Never advertised, it was announced only by word of mouth. But given the content, it would be well attended. People who had left Bastionville years before returned for the event, so many so that people started putting their spare rooms on Air BnB and a tent housin...
Author’s Note: This chapter is dedicated to two very exceptional people. The first is KillerMuffin, an incredible writer and good friend. Her writing and encouragement inspired me to set sail on this story. It is my fondest wish that one day I may be able to write as well as her… or close to it. The second is my editor, WildSweetOne. Without her guidance, en...
CHAPTER 17 Fifteen months later when Reece returned home with Courtney from her lawyer, he was a very rich man, subject to transfers of titles and some other routine documentation. He felt pleased, but not elated. In fact, except for a slight feeling that he could now afford to be more decisive in life, it was quite remarkable how unchanged he felt. He shru...
Dear Readers - Here is a tender story of love and redemption. Perfect for a summer beach read. Enjoy. ***** I was driving back from the hardware on a Saturday afternoon when I noticed two figures trudging along in the heavy monsoon rain. They didn't have raingear and were soaked through, a small wagon with gear trailing behind. I slowed and lowered my pass...
This story is based in part on a real experience (at least parts that occurred inside the student center). It may not seem believable, but much of it did in fact occur. I hope you enjoy it! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Sally Andrews had to smile when she saw her little blue plaid skirt. She was digging deep down into her dresser drawer...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events 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 events is purely coincidental. All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Asa wasn't p...
This story was initially inspired by jack562004's series 'Femdom between friends'. I read these stories and found them exciting and hot. There are some similarities, but quite a few differences. This story, I think, is gentler as it goes. I hope you enjoy and welcome comments, particularly from those willing to put their names to them. If femdom isn't your t...