We first got to know young Craig soon after we moved into number 178. Actually it was through his mother we got to meet him. His mother Maureen, and father Sid, lived at number 174. Soon after we moved in they dropped by to welcome us to the street. They brought young Craig with them in his wheel chair. Maureen and I became great friends and eventually she...
This story is non-erotic. Lokai had hoped... prayed that Mr. Spock's estimation of the planet surface was exaggerated, that the destruction wasn't as bad as reported by the ship's sensors. But upon seeing it for himself, the assessment was correct. He started running, knowing who would be coming after him soon. As he ran through the rubble of what was onc...
Part 3 of 3 - Up Close and Personal Copyright © Kingswoman 2015 Many thanks again to Mick and to J. ***** (Note for American readers: 'shite' is a lower class British way of saying 'shit', usually as an adjective rather than a noun.) I was surprised to hear a car coming up the track, the Thursday after I'd lured the Fat Boy riding Harley Owner Guy into...
Thanks to Brian with all his help on my story. I am not a writer! My stories are part fiction, part fact. If you do not like my stories please do not read them. They are meant to entertain not to be analyzed or morally judged. Enjoy! * As you may recall my name is Betty Jean, a small town girl who had graduated from high school and moved to a large city in...
The 24th of April is here again...if I had been more organised I would have had five new stories submitted for my fifth anniversary as a writer on Literotica.com! Well, the dates might be off but at least you get the stories still. Enjoy! –- The Hollywood Files are a series of one-shot stories, completely fictional and purely for entertainment. No actu...
"SHIT," Caroline Jarrett spat out loud when her left tennis shoe clipped the coffee table in the middle of her claustrophobic living room. "At least you didn't do it with your sandals on like the other day," she chided herself, trying to rub the pain from her foot as she fought the overwhelming urge to kick over the 4-legged nuisance in front of her. "You l...
Helen lay on the single bed settee, covered only by a black duvet with her breasts exposed. She was reading a copy of Synchronicity by Carl Jung and deeply engrossed in its knowledge. From time to time she would unconsciously stroke her breast as if for comfort or unconscious amusement in concentration. The book purloined from the university library so that...
Paula Clemins gave birth to her one and only child, a Daughter named Melanie, only eight days after her own 16th birthday. That was now a little over 18 years ago, but to the loving and dotting single Mother, it still seemed like yesterday. At 35, Paula was a customer service specialist at Logan Airport in Boston. It was a job, stressful as it was, that Pau...
It Started in the Bushes Whew, I'd done it again; score one for the "hot" old woman I thought. OK so I hadn't run a marathon, or a 10K. Alright all I'd really done was to push a double stroller with 2, energetic 2 year olds, who really could have and should have walked the 50 yards from my car to the rubberized playing surface themselves. That was my work...
Chapter 1 I've had a good life for the most part: an interesting career, two grown children that love me, and a good tenured position in a mid-sized university teaching advanced biochemistry and conducting research with a number of grad students. All in all, I'm very happy. I did go through a fairly difficult divorce, however, that was no doubt the most un...