Chapter 8 Tennessee In another few months, all hell would break loose in the Arkansas wildlife refuge I camped at overnight: the various hunting seasons would begin. Rabbits, squirrel, ducks, geese, deer, and even chipmunks beware! The hunters are coming! The hunters are coming! In absolute stillness, I stood with a small empty envelope in my hand, alon...
Chapter 1: The Day of Infamy The alarm clock on the nightstand by the bed read 11:14. It was Monday morning as I sat alone in the hotel room. But, Damn! I was feeling just great! It had taken the entire weekend locked away in this Boise Idaho hotel room to finish the report. A warm feeling of relief washed over me as my mind replayed the past two weeks sp...
This story is a sequel to my previous story "The Irishman at the End of the Bar". I'd recommend reading that for the continuity. I would further like to the give a special shout to everyone who helped make the last story more successful than I ever imagined it could be. I never dreamed it would rank as all time number one for the genre on Literotica. I don't...
Author's Note: So, hot on the heels of Part One comes Part Two, and our intrepid heroine Allie and her Irish husband Patrick finally make it to the strange little world of Blackwell Island. Once there, they settle in to life as temporary islanders and get to grips with the native Pā'ele tribespeople's strange and rather erotic customs. For, as they are abo...
Author's note: This entire story is posted only on literotica.com. Any other public posting without my permission in writing is a violation of my copyright. —— 1 —— Tom Rechtmann stepped into Tony's and looked around. The restaurant was designed for casual dining—it was licensed for beer and wine, but nothing stronger—a...
Author's Note: This is a story I wrote almost ten years ago and had completely forgotten about, recently discovering it while cleaning up my hard drive. It was going to be a multiple chapter series; however, thought it would make a perfect submission for the Halloween event so submitting in its entirety. I hope you enjoy and vote favorably! * "Mr. Wilcox?"...
Mari was pleasantly exhausted, having finally put the finishing touches on her Hudson Valley, New York shopping spree, with a last minute excursion through the tantalizing offerings of the local Bath and Body Works. And, of course, a shorter - but no less rewarding - jaunt through Victoria's Secret. So delighted was she with her purchases at those fine estab...
Dan's Story: Part 4: Conclusion a screenplay by davebccanada copyright 1999 FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 9: 0400 Quietly they sneak out of the house to the car. Irene carries Danny pressed to her bosom and slips into the front seat ahead of Dan. He slides in behind her but doesn't slam the door. Holding the handle he starts the car and lets it idle into the street...
"I've... never showered with another girl before," Megan said uneasily. "Scrub scrub scrub!" Rebecca instructed cheerfully, taking the girl by the shoulder and turning her to face the other direction again. She needed to finish working this sopping mass of suds into Megan's hair. "Okay, yeah," Megan agreed, self-consciously squashing her breasts against he...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Thanks to Lunarlilith, GCMIVB4, CaptObvious, and Truehearts for editing assistance. Fair warning, this story contains themes of pseudo-incest. Enjoy. *** Cool, clear water lapped around his ears as he floated, basking in tropical sunshine. He could feel it, hot on his shut...