The camp consisted of eight men: two archaeologists, a primatologist, two diggers, a research assistant, a medical doctor with sundry skills, and a historian who really had nothing to do with the excavation except that he was an investor. When the geneticist came, they had big expectations for her. They had been up in camp for months, away from civilization...
We'd kissed a couple times, but he hadn't touched me the last few days since he came home. He's probably already back with her, just waiting to formally break up with me tomorrow, maybe tonight, maybe during the week he'll do it over the phone--I shouldn't even ask my brother to borrow his car. Shouldn't even think of him as a friend anymore, there's no go...
Introduction This story came about through email exchanges between me and a woman I met through Literotica. We live about 1100 miles apart, have never physically met, and probably never will. We decided to write a fantasy together by exchanging emails. I wrote a section, then she responded, and this back-and-forth continued. Please excuse the frequent lack...
Author's Note: Story Idea from sirhugs thread, 'Power Failure' in the Story Ideas forum. Dialog inspired from a scene from the television show The Wire. All characters over the age of 18. Enjoy. ------------- Spring in North Texas is an adventure. The flow of warm moist air flowing up from the Gulf of Mexico colliding against moving cold fronts sweeping d...
Kerrie wasn't happy about having to attend the formal gathering that her company was hosting, but then, she didn't really have any plans for Valentines Day anyways. It would be just another boring night at home. It had been five months since she called it off with Mike and she just hadn't felt like being around anyone, men in particular -- especially marrie...
Sherlock Holmes filled his pipe languidly from the pouch at his side. "What is it this time," I asked somewhat irritably. "Morphine or cocaine?" "It is neither, Watson. It is a rather pleasant Acapulco Golden Shag, a gift from a grateful client, whom you may recall: Mr. Ignatius Mossleby." "Ah, yes," I responded enthusiastically. "The Curious Affair of the...
I am a married woman, aged 43, with 2 daughters age 18 and 20 with a husband just retired. My story starts 23 years back when I got married to Rajendra who was at that time 37 year old and a newly qualified accountant. I got to see him first only four days before my wedding day, it was all arranged and there was no way I could ever have objected to this marr...
Three-way. Menage a trois, FMF, MFM, MFMF, Four-way. Oh, heck, here we are stuck on semantics again. I call them all them an orgy: 3 or more people having sex together simultaneously, and having participated in a dozen or so, I've earned the right to call them what I want. I like the term "orgy," liked it from the first time I ever heard it and what it meant...
Jill pushed open the door to the study. The room was huge, in fact it was one of the largest rooms in the house, with wall to wall bookshelves just teaming with old and ancient hard backs. The musty air hit her nostrils which signified that the room itself was left without a regular cleaning for quite some time. She heard the sound of her grandmother's voic...
XXIII Near Emma’s and Charlotte’s flat was a news agent where the girls and their friends often went to buy newspapers, milk, magazines, sweets and food, as it was one of these news agents that stayed open long after the supermarkets closed. It was a fairly modest shop, with a standard selection of alcoholic products and the full range of magazines, cigaret...