"The process," Dr. Willover spoke into her lapel mike as she made minor adjustments on the computer, "while not perfected is, I believe, in the final stages of development." The doctor adjusted her glasses, peered at the display. The wire frame image of the cat reflected in her emerald eyes. Satisfied by what she saw, she continued speaking, causing the idle...
Tanya and I were strolling, hand in hand, down the supermarket aisle. With my free hand I pushed the trolley and with hers she occasionally dumped things into it as we passed the shelves. It was a blazing hot summer's day and we were dressed to suit it. I had on only a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. Short shorts, because Tanya hated those long things that com...
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I got up late, worked till noon. There are always things to monitor and manage when you have wide interests. I worked to distract myself from the conundrum that was Eve. I couldn't really tell if I was in the garden before or after I ate of the tree of knowledge. I knew that Eve had signed the contract and then repudiated it so I was in a pickle. I had to fi...
Synopsis: A long-forgotten wayward people. A War Hero was rescued and given a new lease on life. Every lease has a cost. (The follow-on Series to Astra) Inspired by so many things but not endorsed by any of them. © EmotionalStorm January 2020. This story cannot be transferred to any other site besides Literotica.com without prior authorization in writing fr...
Author's Note: So, hot on the heels of Part One comes Part Two, and our intrepid heroine Allie and her Irish husband Patrick finally make it to the strange little world of Blackwell Island. Once there, they settle in to life as temporary islanders and get to grips with the native Pā'ele tribespeople's strange and rather erotic customs. For, as they are abo...
Author's Notes: 'Drive' is my story for Literotica's Highway Song story event. This is another first for me. Dipping my toe into the Loving Wives category... and hoping not to pull back a stump! Truthfully, considering how volatile this category is (and some of its readers are), I have NO expectations. It sinks, or it swims, whatever. DAMN the TORPEDOS!...
This is just a bit of fun. It was supposed to be quite short, but it sort of got away from me. It pokes a little fun at the cuckold stories on the site. As such it could have found a home in 'Loving Wives' but I think that would put the emphasis in the wrong place. It could have gone into 'Humour and Satire', I suppose. Yes, I agree the tale is a little fa...
Was it just a high sex drive or was the attractive, mature wife a nymphomaniac, as some of her friends had suggested? Be the judge as you follow her erotic adventures in Jamaica. ***** CHAPTER ONE - ARRIVAL The jet engines roared as the aircraft hurtled down the runway. Carol Elland closed her eyes and grasped the armrests tightly. Take-off always made he...
* * * The trip overseas failed to progress beyond talk and dreams. The drummer for Tales of The Blind developed bronchitis, causing the cancellation of the summer tour. Other conflicts nixed taking the trip as a vacation. Joe was called away to Denver to help button up Carter's encryption technology, and Ashley went with him. She still insisted she wouldn't...