I look up from my book, startled by the clomping of boots on the porch of the hideaway to which I was brought last night to fulfill a promise. Situated on a dirt road, miles from the main highway that snakes through this range of the Appalachian Mountains, so remote are we that the electrical grid barely stretches here and cable TV and cell phone service are...
Addendum to Phoebe's Manual of Practical Sex by Lee Scarlet "Never underestimate the potential of ex-wives and ex-husbands to provide endless erotic entertainment. Their shared sexual history brings huge emotional momentum to everything they do, positive or negative." Page 17, Phoebe's Manual of Practical Sex Cory wanted to build a birdhouse. That's all....
Author's note: This chapter marks the end of this series, which seems to have run its course. I am grateful to my readers who have commented on my story. As ever, I should remind them that this is a work of total fiction. All characters are at least 18 years of age, and everyone who participates in any of the sexual practices described does so consensually....
(This is a work of fiction and all characters are above the age of consent. It is a contemporary story drawing from the current situation with two characters and I attempt to alternate between their perspectives. This is a continuation of my earlier work ,"My Indian Summer". The story starts off with a young lad going to meet his newly widowed aunt who has...
Scent Marked: A biologist learns her true power on the trail of the snow leopard My heartfelt thanks to mollycactus and Brittni4u for their generosity in reading and editing this story. Chapter 1 "Fucking bollocks!" I uttered softly as I watched the large chunk of ice break away from the cliff where my axe had struck it, trying to give myself an anchor...
1. Introductions I was on the trail early; the heat and inevitable sunburn of midday get unbearable here. I didn't see anyone for several minutes and hoped for a brisk pace, 6.5 miles in two hours, but my parents' dog Nicky would help; she pulls like a locomotive. Nicky is a 4-year-old shorthaired pointer, rail thin with a big chest and ludicrously fast, t...
Chapter 1: Tuesday Morning, 6:30AM "Your Class is what?" asked Alaina. It's way too early for this kind of shit. Ugh, how the fuck did this happen? She brought her hands up to rub at her eyes. Her entire body was tingling. "[Cunning Linguist]," came the reply from behind her. She giggled sleepily. Is that a joke? "I can't really argue it after last nig...
Author's Note: First things first, I'm soooo sorry about the long wait. I feel terrible about slacking off like this, but I've had some of the busiest months at work, add hockey season and traveling to that, and you have a verrry busy girl. I meant to finish this earlier, but I had to go to D.C. for the Winter Classic and spent some time there. If you were...
Love and Lust can be powerful healers... ©Copyright 2017 by eidetic. This is being placed in the body of the story because of unscrupulous pilfering by other online sites. Literotica.com is the only online site permitted to publish this story. Author's note: this is my first attempt in the First Time category. It's rather long and a little complicated, b...
Author's note: Welcome to the second chapter of Two Thousand and Ten – the tale of a year in the life of two friends from a seaside town in southern England. I would like to take this opportunity to point out that the following chapter is purely a work of fiction, my character names are chosen totally at random, and no resemblance to any person (living or...