Author's Note: I appreciate any comments or constructive criticism on this piece, as it is one of my first Literotica posts. Duly note that this submission is copyrighted solely to me, LilyArc, and that any coincidences made in the story relating to people, places, or events are just that. Thank you for reading, LilyArc. +++++ The only logical thought in h...
John-Paul Jackson grew up with his older brothers, David, John-Luke, and John-Mark, on the Mississippi side of the River. Their daddy, Isaac, and their momma, Ruth, raised the four boys on a 20 acre farm near the River, raising cotton, and enough corn, beans, and potatoes to keep the family fed. Every year they would butcher a hog and a calf to keep meat in...
I found this in my collection and realized it had been inadvertently deleted from the site and it was not my intention to take it down. I had fun writing it and it allowed me to revisit some old stompiong grounds which still tug hard at the sleeves. A jambalaya pot of bayou experiences... I could still taste the sweetness of the early satsumas as I tossed...
"Jake," I could hear Teagan whisper. I thought I was hearing things so I didn't respond. "Jacob," she hissed a little louder this time. "What?" I asked rolling over. "Come here." "You're crazy," I whispered. "I ain't getting in trouble." "No, come here. Something's out there." "Like what?" "I don't know. It's making an awful racket." I sighed. "Proba...
An eerie silence has descended upon The D Club. Which is strange as it is as packed as it ever has been. Most of the club denizens are still staring at the stage not quite believing what they have just witnessed. The scene is over now, Fergie leading the two large dogs off stage and out of the Club while Kesha and Katy Perry pull an exhausted Rihanna to her...
Painting Trees, Painting Flowers, Painting Sarah Sarah finally celebrates what she paints by instilling how she feels. Sarah Simoni-Laughton's favorite holidays were obscure ones compared to those who loved the bright, colorful lights of Christmas or the explosive fireworks of the Fourth of July. The theme of her art befitting her favorite season, both of...
I met my neighbor, Melissa, almost two years ago now. I gradually got to know her over the first year or so, seeing her in the yard, pulling in the driveway, getting mail, or whatever it may be. Our relationship got far more interesting one evening last Fall as I was wondering around the yard around dusk, checking things out, and watching the sunset. My wife...
Zehna enjoyed it when the office was empty. No noise, calls, and no staff! She did it every Tuesday and Thursday to clear the mountain of stuff as area manager. She had worked damn hard to be getting above £100,000 a year. Not easy as a Hijabi Pakistani female in today's racially divisive times. Her 5'9" curvaceous frame, 140lbs, young face and good health...
My handbag fell unceremoniously to the ground. Just a moment later the door slammed shut with a resounding crash, whose dampened echo I could still hear reverberating down the cold, grey corridor for several seconds. Satisfying as it was, my selfish display of anger did little but alarm the cat and inform my husband that dinner wouldn't be fancy tonight. I t...
Discovered Secrets Chapter Two Hunter's engaging smile was long gone before Dianna finished Mirage's story. A strange pang started in his chest, surprising him. Hearing of how Lineal and Lynette, Mirage's husband and daughter had been put to death was heartbreaking. He could almost feel their pain. The scorch of the whip was a terrible thing. He'd felt i...