When I came in for dinner that night, Sherry wasn't there. Mary had a roast chicken which was served with baked potatoes and a salad made from the first of the spring's lettuce and spinach. Practically all of the food we ate came from the farm. Mary baked bread every day and always sliced it and placed it in a basket with a napkin. I loved her crusty bread e...
***** Author's Notes: In these stories I'm attempting something somewhat new, darker, grittier, and going a little bit further down the proverbial rabbit hole than I've gone before. I'm putting all of the tag/trigger warnings (that I can think of) here in the beginning so that you can see some of the elements that are contained in this story so that if this...
Sex education can take on many guises and forms, but when I was younger we didn't have the classes at school, the clinics that welcome younger people, the seminars or the councillors. When the dreaded puberty arrived for me - and others of a similar age - complete with body changes, pimples and a myriad of other confusing ailments, we were confined to a few...
Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction that should not be viewed by persons under the age of 18. If you are under 18 or the legal age in your district, state or country, leave now. That means you Max. All persons engaging in sexual activity in this story are of age 18 years and over. Anyone younger is simply plot narrative. I do not own the r...
What am I doing here John thought as the Cathay Pacific jet screamed down the runway at Brisbane airport on its way to Hong Kong and then on to Hanoi. He shook his head as he thought back over the rapid changes to his life over the past few months. A tear ran down his cheek as he recalled how he had lost the urge to work when Mary his wife of 20 years died s...
**For the intended experience, make sure to click "Start Game" and make sure to avoid repeating chapters in a single play through.** The small village of Hillbend was utterly unremarkable. Proving to be a small farming hamlet, but near enough to a lake to provide some decent fishing as well. The Duke caring little for it's inhabitants, provided the...
The Reluctant Duchess 03 Part 3 of a Hallmark-style romance reimagined for Literotica. Reading the prior chapters will certainly help you understand what is going on. The story is complete, and each of the seven chapters will be posted a few days apart. Thanks for reading. Eventually, most of the evidence that there had been two large parties at the...
I'm afraid these two are still stuck in a present-day holding pattern. I've given you a dream sequence flashback (the third section, to avoid any confusion) to make up for it! In case you've forgotten, they're both nineteen during the flashback, so there's no underage activity. ---------------------- Alessandro shook his head in disbelief. Maisie was kne...
The legend of the Fisher King had more of a punch behind it than anyone had predicted. Within a week of the demoness Xera ascending the throne, the nearby swamp began to claim farmland bordering its murky deeps. At first, angry farmers came to the castle to petition the rulers for a dispatch of royal engineers that might dam the incoming water. Those farmers...
[ Author's note - I am into degrading, humiliating, and rough sex, with women as the targets, especially piss drinking and ass-to-mouth. Don't read this if you find these things too distasteful. Also, I am mostly into somewhat older women, so the youngest character you'll find here will be around 25, with the average age being late 30s. ] It's the future! An...