Abby sat in an internet cafe, close to work typing in the code that gave her the allotted internet time she had paid for. The bare minimum of one hour. The knots that had formed in her stomach twisted once more, and she took her shaky hands from the keyboard and looked around furtively. Kids wagging school hammered at keyboards as they played MMORPG's and se...
Not like this, Not like this.... How could love treat me like this, better be still, how can he be so angry. I'm dressed supper nice like he wanted and we were getting there. Why is he going to take it from me? I'm face down on the ground with my arm pinned underneath me, the other clawing to roll me over. Until my boyfriend clamped it to my side with his...
The later years of my teenage life could be summed up by a couple of rock and roll songs Ian Drury's "Sex and Drugs and Rock'n'Roll" and the Meat Loaf hit "Two out of three ain't bad." Except I was sure missing "Number 1" on the list. In fact to use a baseball analogy, I'd yet to get past second base. I was almost 20, with my degree in hand trying to decide...
Lisa's phone buzzed. We were playing hooky from our medical practice to eat lunch in a real restaurant rather than brown-bagging like we usually do. "It's Nikki," she announced with a grin as she glanced at the screen. "Maybe she has a plan for us to meet the Websters and the Marshalls," she continued with a hopeful look on her face. Lisa and I had been wa...
This happened a little over ten years ago when I was in my mid twenties, so I apologize if I romanticized the memory of this great sexual experience. I pulled a Lord Byron for the first couple of paragraphs... After some shots of ripple, I began to flick her nipple. I started to kiss her, As she let out a soft whisper, With a timid giggle, She said she wan...
Author's Note: DG Hear, MistressLynn and myself are doing a mini writing invitational. We are each picking one song from Ray Price and using it as the basis for a story. I've picked "City Lights," DG Hear, "For the Good Times," and MistressLynn (aka MissLynn), "That's All That Matters." I decided to also do, "A Girl in the Night." We hope you enjoy the sto...
I had been dating this great girl for several months. She was a veterinarian in Chicago and a huge sports fan. We fell asleep each night watching SportsCenter on ESPN and she had season tickets to the Cubs. Oh, and she was well above average in the looks department. Life was pretty damn good. Amy loved the outdoors. She was a big jock; rock climbing, bike r...
The next morning, Lacey was up at her regular time, dressed in running shorts and a tank top, blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail as she headed out for her daily morning run. The sun was just barely peeking over the horizon. She was intent on seeing at least part of the ranch, following the trails she remembered from her childhood days, arriving back at th...
This week I am trying to finish one of my Ice Era Chronicles so that I can work on this again. I am sorry that these chapters have been short, but I promise you I have some great ideas for these two. Please stick with me. Cheers, ~M.~ From C.M. Moore. *Chapter 11* Get comfortable. We will be here for a while. Sloan explored the steady trickle of water...
Rachel's Rowdy Rambling Rodeo © Literocat 2013 Perusing an old style porno rag my perv friend Steve gave me, I came to the personal ads and underground activities for the brazenly daring. The blatantly open, tongue-in-cheek, ads were hilarious and kept me reading them. One of the few commercialized ads caught my attention. Under a small photo of a well endo...