As he entered the door of the Pear Tree, he heard the tinkling of the door chimes. Thomas Wickham kicked the snow off of his boots and removed his stocking cap. He grimaced, he knew he already had "Hat Head". Patti used to tease him mercilessly about it. Damn. Why did everything have to remind him of her? Especially at this time of year? It had been only a...
Harry Forster Chapin (December 7, 1942 – July 16, 1981) was an American singer-songwriter best known for his folk rock songs including "Taxi", "W*O*L*D", and the No. 1 hit "Cat's in the Cradle". His creations, at one point dubbed 'story songs', were inspired by events either in his own life or by stories he was told while on the road. This story is a conve...
Found the perfect song for angsty writing: "Don't Deserve You" by Plumb. Thank you to FrostyBear4 for the prompt/request for some flangst :) and thanks to BlackInk07 for previewing and encouraging! As always, I do not own anything related to The Blacklist; just playing! ***** "Don't we deserve a chance?" She waited, her gaze pinning him, his impassive "...
July 2014 "Tanalei Granger!" She smiled and began descending the stairs. Alan Carr met her in front of the couch with a polite kiss to the cheek. He motioned to the couch. "Would you like a drink? Or can you have any?" "I can have a drink. I just can't drink anythin' else for the rest of the day." "And why not? Is cider okay?" She nodded. "Well, everyon...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17h: The Batting Order Ch. 08 A Paul and Jenny story. (Copyright 2002. All rights reserved). All events and characters are fictitious. Part 8. Paul. "How about your friend?" Jim asked as we walked out to the wicket to run the roller over the pitch and set up the stumps at either end of the wicket. "Who?" I asked in rep...
Copyright 2003 by PAUL C. All rights reserved. Rubies are Red. Part 35. Paul Louise walked ahead of me next to Bill. Howie and my grandfather led the way. I stumbled along at the rear. At least I could watch Louise as we walked. She had a nice ass. High and firm. Even in her once white trousers that were now a multitude of shades of brown it still looked...
The music slammed into me as I stepped through the door, instantly making me think of hot, hard, and furious sex. The bar was packed, it was a holiday after all, and by the looks of thing, not too many were going to be going home alone. The dance floor looked like a humpfest. Dark and smoky and crowded, it was the perfect place to meet a Valentine's Day love...
Bo smiled and laughed easily as Desiree told him about her day as they ate dinner. For nearly three months he'd tutored her in Calculus. She'd flunked the same class the semester before and her adviser had suggested she get a tutor. Bo was a senior in engineering and she was a sophomore in pre-engineering. They couldn't have been more different. He was in th...
After a 40-minute massage Maureen was now nude. Slowly but surely as my massage had progressed I had been able to coax her out of her clothes. Now she was not only completely naked before me, a stranger, but was intensely aroused. As I leaned forward to massage her shoulders my engorged penis was bumping up against her pussy lips. Maureen pushed back with he...
Before you Read: This is my first literotica story... I shall have lots more... My fantasies will be shared, this is just one of the many... Hope you enjoy. Would love feedback and critiques. * Caydence never ever understood how she could let her friends talk her into going to these silly clubs at late hours in hope of finding something. For her best frien...