Authors Note: Dedicated to Zoee with great thanks. Without your brilliant suggestions this chapter could not have been written! Also, this chapter is labeled as 10-11 but appears in the novel as Chapter 11. This has been done to sync up the Literotica chapters with the novel's chapters. *** *** *** The furthest into the states Kate had ever been was Chic...
Warning, includes strong sexual themes. Intended for Adults only. All Characters are 18 or older. The Curse ~Part two~ "Ilsa! Gwen!" Faye called as she knocked for a third time on their hand-carved wooden door. "Where are they? I don't have time for this!" She tried the handle and the door opened. She immediately walked in and looked around. From the look...
I had seen her in a long flower-print dress at the rehearsal dinner the night before, and she looked great. However, in the red dress at the wedding reception she looked fabulous, yummy, exotic, spectacular – any other superlative that you want to use. *********** While all of my physical characteristics and every date I had from High School to the presen...
Ramis woke up staring down the haft of a pitchfork. Behind the pitchfork was a patiently furious farmer. He blinked, then reflexively yawned and started to stretch in the hay. This earned him a jab with the pitchfork across the forearm "Wait! You don't want to do that." Was what came out after an undignified yelp. This elicited no response from the wea...
Shafts of golden sunlight lanced through the littoral cave's ceiling to create warm pools of light throughout the cavern. A young woman, clad in a simple bikini, sat within one of the beams, just at the edge of the water. Her eyes were closed with her face raised to the sun. The corners of her mouth were upturned in a simple, happy smile. Far in the distance...
Sorry for the long delay in writing this but Georgia's life has been a bit of a roller-coaster ride recently. xxx ***** The weather was glorious. A perfect English summer's day. Cindy drove us with hood down to Totnes, a lovely and quite alternative town not far from Plymouth. On the way, we talked about everything imaginable. Politics, fashion, hairstyl...
My name is Christi Clark, a married mother of two who is getting back into the working world slowly by turning my dance background and yoga hobby into more than just my recovery from childbirth, but my new business opportunity. I had become certified as a yoga instructor, as I had been a dance instructor, but what I wanted to target was other young mothers l...
The following is a follow-up to my story, "The Plant," and picks up about three and a half years after the end of that story. While you can read this as a standalone story, it may help to read that story first to understand the full context of what is happening here. As always, constructive comments are always welcome and appreciated. Please see my profile...
The house hadn't been lived in for years and was one step away from derelict. It wasn't boarded up, as there was no need this far to the edge of town. The chances were minuscule that both of them should return to the house on the same day at the same time. It shortened the odds a little that it was ten years to the day from when they moved in, but it was st...
Upon discovering the passion and desire that you feel, once you know that you are in love with another person, there is always the greatest of celebrations. It is at this time that neither you nor they will hold back in expressing exactly how it is that you feel. This is a time when having sex will transition to making love. Making love is a celebration of w...