It was simply called The Club, something that the members often joked about. It was a total lack of creativity, just the thing one would expect from an organization founded by mining engineers well over a hundred years ago now. Then the bankers had taken it over, eventually joined by lawyers and doctors, until The Club was the premier social organization in...
Blimey, I've got two sat there somewhere on the site waiting to be published, and here's another one going in. Sorry no real hard sex --- That's not what I do, just a bit of gentle teasing. Potential happy ending on the books without wishing to give anything away, so those who don't like that, pray move on. I know that doesn't do any good, but you've got to...
I held the keys in my hand, unable to take my eyes off them. The keys were a sign of commitment I was making to Jack and Barbara. Jack’s remark about not needing them anymore pretty much told me the state of his health and his desperation to sell the club. I hadn’t even had the chance to tell him I was quitting. Guess it really didn’t matter now. Amber appr...
This is the sixth chapter of a 13-chapter novella. Read the previous chapters for a greater appreciation of the story. Many thanks to HallidayTee. Please make sure to vote! Models and Super Spies Chapter 6: Partying Like a Rock Star "I want you to imagine that you have just been reunited with your lover. You have been apart for too long. You've dreamt of...
Chapter 3. I would read the first two to understand where we are at. Thanks for reading. * Ring, ring. What the fuck is that noise I asked myself as I woke? She rolled over and looked at the clock. 9:33. She answered. She talked quietly for a minute and then hung up. "Who was that," I asked? "It was your mom and she is on her way to get you," she replie...
You may wonder just what it is that I get from this rather lonely and some might say somewhat pathetic composing of erotic stories. Some would also query the sanity of a respectable, well within the society I mix, mother of 37, actually 38 but I'm not up to admitting to that yet, submitting them to Literotica. Many might consider that spending time dredging...
Jacob McAllister, Ph.D. (MSU), Assoc. Prof. of Soil Science, slipped out of the saddle and let his beloved Ponca graze on the fresh grass under the cottonwoods beside the Horner River. The shade was a relief after spending the morning in June's hot sun checking his experiment plots on the Running H Ranch. The chance to sit under the trees and rest for a bit...
Dear Shoeblossom: When my husband, who is owner and ringmaster of the Epic Circus, comes into our hotel room (We, thankfully, don't have to live in the circus trailers) I'm ready for him. He lays the whip down, and then it's my turn... "Strip it all off Apollo, my love! Now you'll get a nice thrashing....it's MY turn to use the whip!" Sometimes after th...
I love when I wake up before she does. To pull her body to me or under me and feel her naked softness warm against me. She's always cold and if I press close she will snuggle like a kitten, her body seeking the warmth of mine. Sometimes I wake her with kisses and caresses before I take her. Sometimes I coax her body into a position and simply wake her by sin...
This is a romantic thriller, with lots of interaction between the central characters, and lots of twists and turns. Life has its ups and downs, and as in this story about Laura and Chris, nothing runs smoothly. I hope you enjoy their love story. * The morning was half over, the nurse had been, and Laura had kept looking up the road through the front windo...