Radar Ottumwa Iowa Stories

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The Brass Ring

by SteveinGorin on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

One spring evening, Clark was sitting by the fireplace with his twin five year old daughters, Sarah and Amy. His wife, Marie, was just coming into the room. She sat next to him and put Amy in her lap. Clark did the same with Sarah. Sarah said "Tell us the story again, Daddy." "Alright. Do you girls know what it means when someone grabs the brass ring?" "Y...

The Deep End of Your Dreams Ch. 10

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Oct 14, 2017
Romance

Chapter 10 Claire too had seen the Shift, had seen Vega, then Deneb and Altair drop down to the southern horizon, only she made a quick estimate of the change in right ascension and declination then worked through the math – in her head. Judging from the positional change in just these three stars, the earth's relative position in the galaxy had either move...

The Deep End of Your Dreams Ch. 09

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Oct 14, 2017
Romance

Goldberg's "brother" was indeed a precocious, lovable bundle of contradictions, and yes, every woman at the closing ceremonial dinner -- held in the British Embassy -- was enthralled by him. His name was Benjamin Levy, and he was not, as it happened, related to Trevor Goldberg. They were not brothers, Trevor said, they were instead more like friends. "I se...

Crabapple Cove Ch. 04

by Nigel Debonnaire on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

It was an unusually hot day for Mill Valley; the temperature was well over 90 and looked to stay that way for several days. Maggie McIntyre was sitting on the back porch in a wicker chair wearing a pair of cutoffs and a white halter top, her bare feet propped on the railing, sipping a martini. B. J. Hunnicutt sat by the door in his wheelchair, sipping a mart...

Rally Weekend

by sggylvr on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

First attempt here, constructive criticism is welcome. I know I probably need an editor. But I am a do-it-yourself guy, never called a plumber in my life... Any resemblance to a bike rally on Earth is strictly coincidental. ***** This all started with Tina. She is a co-worker of my wife at the local hospital. Tina works in medical coding while my wife is...

The Wrong Way Road Trip Pt. 02

by SierraSprite on Oct 8, 2019
Novels and Novellas

Wayward was standing at the curb with two giant bags. The cowgirl outfit and hat looked stunning. I found a place in the back for the bags and took the wheel. "Two different guys tried to pick me up in there." "Last time I let you loose looking that way." "A girl does appreciate attention now and then." Her smile was seductive. "Now you know why girls...

The Deep End of Your Dreams Ch. 11

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Oct 12, 2017
Romance

Roosevelt was, apparently, taken to a train waiting for him in Portland, and from there he rode to Boston, then on to the White House, while Claire and Ben Levy accompanied Charles back to the Wilkinson home in Philadelphia for a few days rest. They arrived on Christmas Eve, just in time for dinner, and the house was decorated just as Claire remembered. A li...

The Great Timing Light Caper

by John_the_Author on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Author's Foreword— This is my first Non-Erotic offering to Literotica. It's my seventh posting since I created my profile; instead of giving you the titles of my six previous submissions, it'd be easier for you to simply visit my profile and look in my archives. Enjoy! * * * * * * * * * * * * The Great Timing Light Caper The following is a true st...

A Modern Werewolf Chronicle

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

My name is Tyrone Jarrod Fraser. Friends call me T.J. I'm a big black man living in Iowa. At twenty three years of age, I stand six feet two inches tall and I weigh two hundred and eighty pounds. I've always been a big guy. These days, I work as a truck driver for Samson & Dale, a Trucking Company. The pay is alright and I get to travel a lot, which is what...

All Women are Bitches Ch. 12

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

Hello, there. My name is Kurt Lowe. A tall, good-looking young black man living in Iowa. I attend the Iowa Institute of Technology, a private four-year technical college. It's a pretty good school. One of the best in the state. A place where I am the undisputed lord and master of all I survey. I'm a member of the Iowa Tech Men's Football team. Actually, scra...