Chapter 07 At 8 pm on Friday the 16th September, I was watching a London train arrive at Piccadilly Station, searching for sight of Helen among the crowds alighting from it. She was among the last to appear, trying to cope with all her luggage. I ran forward, she dropped her bags and we embraced and got lost in a deep and lengthy kiss. She sighed. "Oh, I'm...
Chapter 13 On Sunday I went home to Mum's and had to rehearse what happened on Friday, and announce the lack of a wedding on Saturday. She deserved a full accounting after her sterling defence of me at the hotel. The members of the family who were assembled did not understand our delay in getting together again, and Mum, being ever practical, made a very pe...
~ ~*~:~*#K#*~:~*~ The tribe moved quickly through the trees. They wanted to reach the village and get home before day's end. In her hand Kerensa carried a sharp stick Rozenwild had snapped across her shin. Several others were similarly armed. They paused at the edge of the forest, looking down at the fields and buildings. "Everyone ready?" Rozenwild asked...
Chapter 11 Life went on for another three weeks. I got round to advertising for a tenant to fill Harry's room without much hope of many replies, but was surprised when Annette Furlong applied. She was a medical student and came from a fairly wealthy family. The residents were impressed with her and she moved in on the 1st of September. It was Thursday 22n...
The City Of Angels, Spring 2008 (Note: Part 5 ran seven pages, which was longer than I like. Part 6 is longer, so I have subdivided it.) For this section: Chapters 38 includes violence. Bad things happen to bad folks. Chapters 39 includes sex. This is a work of fiction. However, the record supports the historical references below (Mongols, Mandela). **...
Disclaimer: Do not read further if you are under the age of eighteen or are otherwise prohibited by law to view sexually explicit material. All characters engaging in any sexual activity in this story are at least 18 years of age. Do not reprint this work on any other website, or any medium, without express consent from the author (me!). Synopsis: A man a...
For Brazenpeach, my ultimate Fan Girl. You begged for more Diego. Here you go, girl! SSW *** My heart thudded rapidly in my chest. What I had been dreaming about every day and night for the past two months, despite my attempts to move on, was happening. Behind me, the swish of the door as it opened then closed with Sherry's impromptu departure was barely...
*This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned* *Time is not your enemy any more than breathing and your heartbeat are inconvenient* *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *There is a bit of mangling of the Iliad going on. I apologize to Homer an...
Notes This is the eighth installment of Field Trip Follies. Thanks to Literotica author Laurie for lending me her characters Lindsey Foster and her sister Katie. And also thanks to Laurie for all her editing help and advice! She particularly helped me to understand working out and weight lifting, which is a good thing, because I'm sedentary and fat! In th...
"Move you leg up just a bit. That's it. Hold it." Click -- Flash! Or was it Flash-Click? Jeremy was a perfectionist. We'd started the photographic session with a modicum of clothing on - some thongs and boxers. The presumption made by a future voyeur of our album or images would be that some earlier foreplay had brought us all to this point. All four of u...