This is a work of pure fiction. This is a sequel to a previous story, so if you want to find out how things began, please refer to the first story. Any similarities to any persons, alive or dead, or to anything you have ever seen or heard before, is a complete accident. My relationship with Nicole progressed through the winter. Finally spring came around...
I'm spending the day at Glen Ivy Hot Springs, relaxing. I normally go with girlfriends, but not always. I've come here alone a few times and it's glorious to not worry about anyone else's schedule or needs. There are many women here, all ages, all shapes and sizes. I'm comfortable in my one piece, even though I can no longer "rock the bikini," the way I onc...
Paul's kayak, slid down the slow brown river. He was well into the holiday, to kayak the length of the river. It had long ceased to be the lively stream leaping in stony river beds, that it had been near its source, and now it crawled across flat sparsely populated fenlands, Slow and lazy between high reeded banks, on a long sinuous progression to the sea T...
Makawee was laying out corn husks to be dried and used as woven baskets, when the call from Dancing Wolf came to her. As the words he telepathically sent entered her brain, she immediately halted her task, then headed for the teepee which he made as a home. Upon reaching the natural dwelling she pulled back the flap which served as a door, then stepped insid...
Antonio walked the naked, oil covered Erica over to the shower. He opened up and held the door for her like she was walking into a restaurant. Erica just looked over her should at her clothes that were piled up on the floor. They seemed so closed yet so far away. Erica had never showered with or in front of anybody her entire life and this shower offered no...
------ Chapter 2 - Adoption ------ Erika came back from the washrooms and sat in her lounge chair, facing mine. A fresh beer was waiting for her on the coffee table between us. It seemed that she enjoyed herself tonight. "I don't know about you, Mark, but I just love this pub. And we got the best seats too. So, where were we?" I nodded in agreement abou...
At 18 years of age, Karen, Bob and Izzy's daughter, has grown up into beautiful young lady, the image of her mother. She knows how good she looks and uses this to mercilessly tease the two brothers from next door. The two families have lived side by side for the past ten years. The kids have grown up together, attended the same school and even gone on holida...
Chapter Two: Geneveve Piqoud Is Taken The red dress her mother gave her, flowed and shone, catching the light in a way that made her gleam. This was not a happy moment for her, exactly, as her father, Lord Piqoud, was having her married to Lord Ghamboles - a union that she didn't like at all. But to be in this dress, tonight on her 18 birthday, put her in t...
This is a submission to Literotica's 2020 Nude Day Contest. It is an erotic tale of pure escapism. It's a walk through Tuscany; a tale of romance, passion...and mud. Votes are appreciated. * In the dry Tuscany hills sits the quiet Italian village of Saturnia. It is famous for its systems of hot springs. People come from all over the world to wade in these...
(Just some stuff going on around the old homestead, my wife Debra and I seem to attract mayhem. A few of you have expressed interest in the tales, which I really don't have to add much too, they are nutty enough being truthful. So this is one of my rambling updates, to fill things in because over the next 6 months I figure something is going to happen that...