I GROWING UP YOUNG I liked Herb and Lianne--him for his smooth reserve and pride in his wife's charms, her for her interest in others and her broad humor, and both for their mature beauty and abundant sexual energy. Angela and I look forward to their company on future occasions. Although we are young, my step-sister and I have had some unusual experiences...
Valentine's Amore A Valentine's Erotic Story Laces and petticoats flew as the young girl ran to the mansion. Angelique loved the sunny air. Next week papa was taking them to England. Valentines Day was a celebrated festive over there and Angelique had heard so many things about it. She was of the age to be dating and this gave her a chance to meet someo...
Stopping at both Raleigh and Charleston for a night, the four hundred or so miles trip passed quite pleasantly. Adam met her at the train. "God he's handsome," she reminded herself, not having seen her brother for three years when he had visited her in London. Adam had inherited his mother's artistic side and not the commercial nature of their father. Am...
Life at The Mist, Cotton's family plantation had not only survived the Civil War but they were actually thriving. Most of the former slaves had remained, now employed by Cotton. Although they were receiving a very menial amount of cash, Cotton insured that they had food, shelter and, above all, fair treatment. She was making the farm a success both financia...
Picking the girl up and cuddling her next to him he let her cling to him and sob as the first spate of tears passed. Holding her next to his skin and murmuring soft encouragement to her she finally subsided to hiccuping gasps while he gently wiped the tears from her face. Kissing the tip of her reddened nose he asked, "What's wrong Kitten?" although he suspe...
This is a side story inspired by amb anonymous' Black Power Virus, mixed with my own style. I asked and got the original authors input before uploading. ***** It started before the civil war and a slave name Daryl. He was the biggest black man any one had ever seen! At 8 feet tall he towered above his white slave masters, but a strange twist of fate made h...
I come home after a long day at work. Luckily, my family will be there waiting for me. My name is Madeline Jean Madison. I'm a Black woman living in the town of Montreal, Province of Quebec. I teach business at the Quebec Technical College or Q.T.C. The life of a middle-aged Black woman in the Confederation of Canada isn't easy but I manage. At forty three,...
Pat walked carefully through the wooded area. All his senses were fully alert. The ground was covered with dry leaves twigs and dead foliage. It was impossible to walk silently. Each footstep resulted in the crackle of dry material. It appeared to Pat that the area had not had a fire in several years. Fires on an almost yearly basis ravaged most areas in th...
INTRODUCTION TO READERS WET ENCOUNTERS is a novel-length story of love, lust and betrayal that takes place on a tropical Pacific island during the second half of the twentieth century. It's seventeen chapters pivot around a single event that takes place when two people are forced to take refuge in an abandoned cabin when they are cut off by rising floodw...
Author's note Thanks to all who added comments on the site and emailed me. Also thanks to those of you who gave the story such high marks. I have published this second part more quickly than I probably will subsequent episodes, which I aim to submit to Lit every ten days or so. I am sorry about the errors in the first part, especially literals. Editing is...