So here I am, incorrigible as always, with the second chapter of Damien Chandler's misadventures and coming of age. I hope you like this chapter. Your votes, comments and private feedback mean the world to me, so please leave them on the way out. A shout of thanks to my editors KatieTay and NaokoSmith, without whose help this chapter would probably have bee...
Kindly old Dr. Butterfield, now seventy-eight, had turned over most of his OB/GYN practice to Dr. Pringle. However, he still took referrals and new patients with obesity problems. He only had office hours on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Nurse Ronda Butler, a real lovable black momma type, had been his nurse for twenty-three years, and would have retired,...
Chapter 6 He first met Sophie on a bus belonging to the quaintly named Hamilton Street Railway. It was crowded and, as she struggled to get on with a handful of parcels and a brief case, he got up, took several of the parcels from her and offered her his seat. She smiled and thanked him, before sitting down and arranging the parcels on her lap. From his pos...
Looking back on my life, I realize that we are all products of our experiences, but certain events are more pivotal than others. When questioned, most people would say the most important things were things planned, like college, marriage, and children. Whereas those are indeed important, I think the course of my life has been defined more by the little thing...
Dear Nicole, Yes, you're right! That first time with C.J. made me realize that I definitely prefer men over women, but not by much...giggle! If you ever want to try it with a girl though, you really need to try it with someone like Felecia. She prefers girls over guys and it really makes a difference I think! Watching her with Teddy though was such a turn...
I heard the talk from the hallway, indistinguishable words fading even before I reached the break room door. Inside, three of my co-workers shifted in the silence, sipping cheap coffee. They were like most of the people here, still shunning me as the new guy. I wasn't sure if I should hold it against them. I was brought in because of flailing production and...
Dear Reader: I suppose most authors of Literotica stories get e-mails from people with a story they want told but feel uncomfortable telling it themselves. Usually the stories I get are mere fantasy, but on occasion I feel that perhaps the story is true. "Mona's Story" was one such example where, for a variety of reasons, I felt the writer was telling the tr...
BB lay between awake and sleep, her thoughts on this dream, this wish that now cuddled beside her. His heat warming her chill soul, and his caress resurrecting ancient memories filling her blissfully in a passionate embrace: Love. To feel as he felt, secure in his arms free from the lonely, empty cold she held the memory living the dream. Drawing him closer...
- "I want to ask your sister out." I said. "I want to go out with Sarah." That's what I said to Steve, in our grungy little tavern. His response was not quite what I had been dreading, or expecting. - "Finally." he said. "Finally." he repeated. "She's only had a crush on you since she was about eleven. I told you that - even though she made me promise...
July is hot in Texas. I mean really hot! Angie and I had lived in Arlington for 15 or 16 years so we had grown accustomed to the heat. I guess we weirdly had embraced it and relished the summer time. We just tolerated the colder winter weather. Summer always brought us into the yard and all the work that a 5 acre piece of paradise requires. That year's pro...