Chapter 1 Moonlight beaming through the open window informed Lola Hunt (33) that she was in her bed on a fine night, but what had interrupted her sleep? A gunshot nearby sounded. Lola sighed, thinking it would be some poor sod, with or without pals, attempting to steal one of retired farmer Fred Brown's goats tethered on his lawns in suburbia to keep th...
Author's Notes: Happy Early Thanksgiving! ***** Chapter 1: I glided across the ice, maneuvering the puck with my stick as if I were weaving in between defenseman. Suddenly turning, I sliced my skates through the ice and sent a shower of fresh snow in the air. I drew my stick back against the puck, forcibly bringing it down and giving the puck one hell of...
original story: Scipio story continuation by RogueAlan Author's Note: Though mentioned above & at the end of the last chapter, I am still getting questions about Chapters 1 through 3. Nick Scipio created Sharon, & has graciously let me run with her. The first three chapters are his, & are on LitErotica under his handle, Scipio555. While you're there, be su...
.........*** Chapter 6 ***......... "No sé Tú!" Javier crooned, worse than the last time. Esther laughed even harder from the passenger seat. The road stretched ahead of them, a two-lane state highway without much traffic. Miles of brown plowed fields mixed with the deep green of a few early winter crops. Javier had never driven this far up the state, but...
Mia Rodriguez walked down the dark streets in her red high heels, black see through fish net stockings, and velvety red dress. For the first jon who catches her on the street, he was fortunate enough to taste and experience her clean, sweetie, goodness. After that first jon, the others didn't get a chance. Still ignorance was bliss and the men were so horny...
I enjoyed the solitude of winter in the north, and really missed my fishing and ice fishing after moving south for my job. Now the only way to get my ice and snow fix was to take a trip every year or two for a week of camping and ice fishing in the dead of winter. My choice this year was a lake deep in the northeastern finger of Minnesota. Most of my friends...
Patricia "What is she talking about?" Patricia asked. She waited for an answer as Simon threw the car in gear. The veins in his arms bulged and he was gripping the steering wheel so hard, his knuckles had drained of color. But it was his silence and the deliberate way he kept his eyes averted that had her stomach in knots. "Simon, what is she talking abou...
This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are 18 and over. SHOWDOWN The toilet was in the port hull, way down the back past a galley and storage area. Beck had never been inside a catamaran before and was amazed at the spaciousness. Aurora's dimensions seemed claustrophobic by comparison and she found herself idly wondering, as she sat on the loo,...
I would like to thank hcsd1719 for his help in editing and offering encouragement. Again, there are no actual sex scenes, since the main characters are underage. All italics indicate communication through the mental bond. If anyone would like a 'cheat sheet' of Pack members, please send me an email and I would be happy to provide one for you. I would like t...
As will be pretty obvious to those who've read my other stories, this is a sequel to "Bad Cop, Worse Cop." I've found I like Mike LaFratta, partly because I can feel good about making horrible things happen to him. Enjoy! * * * So here was the problem with Daniella (and I was embarrassed it had taken me this long to figure it out). In bed she was jus...