Author's Note -- This is part 15 of a series of stories. The whole series (so far) is: In camera The sins of the father Summer of love A lady's companion Summa cum laude Things to be thankful for That special someone Homecoming queen Touch but don't look Promises, rules and their breaking Fifty ways to please your lover Lo...
-Author Note- This is my first real attempt at any story of any genre, I dedicate it to S.B. who has always been a tremendous support and soldier in the battle for pure and simply happiness. It has never been easy, but it has always been a joy. All feedback/critical analysis is greatly valued; I want to get better. Thank you. ***** -Chapter 1- My shoes...
Beck was out of sorts for the next few days and retreated to her cabin, before gradually migrating back to Watson’s bed. The brush with the knife-wielding youth had cast a pall over her joie de vivre and the trauma was taking time to ebb away. Watson sat back patiently while Beck licked her spiritual wounds, steering Aurora far offshore to put the experience...
Just a whimsical quickie for the few who appreciated my last oxymoronic non sequitur... (All fiction. Never knew anyone like these characters. All countries described are fictional. Surely you can't believe a constitutional republic called the United States of America ever existed. No one with flickering intelligence would bother imagining the extant 21st C...
Description: From Birmingham to Ohio, Luanne's job travels offer a promise of the good life ahead for her and her husband, Glenn. But things begin to get complicated when she encounters 'Old Country.' Inspired by the Mark Chesnutt song of the same name. ***** I was drifting ... peacefully; just enjoying the simple pleasure of a warm summer day, lying on th...
Morgan Ashley was a very pretty lady, not movie star glamorous mind you, but far prettier than anything her wimpy husband Robin would normally attract. Having just stepped out of the shower she was wearing a red mid-wale corduroy bathrobe and her long red hair was wrapped in a towel. She was seated in the living room armchair with a cigarette perched between...
(Author's note: This story is an official entry into the 2013 Literotica Earth Day story contest. The inspiration for this tantalizing tale came to me as I was looking for ideas, and found a picture on Google of a woman who had tied herself to a tree in protest against forest clearing. The idea blossomed from there, further inspired when I caught a few momen...
Our polyamorous group brings the finished bed frames to LA, become entangled in various and sundry activities at Brianna's estate. Once again, I make reference to police procedure which is not necessarily proper procedure. This chapter contains oral sex, lesbian sex, sexual intercourse, figging, nyotaimori, and a slave sale. No STD's inhabit this fantasy wor...
Chapter 13 Broken They made love again the next morning, or at least Carmen did. Shane, the night owl and the late sleeper, slept through most of the foreplay, but woke up just in time for her climax. Shane's bedroom window had been open all night, and about quarter to five Carmen woke to the sound of rain falling on the plants outside the window. A card-c...
I receive many comments on the length of my tales. Equally split criticism of being too short or too long. I thought I'd explain my highly complex system of deciding length. I begin with what I want to say. I start writing. When I've said everything I want to say, I write, 'the end'. Any questions? This one is relatively long (28 'Word' pages). About the on...