Greeting, fellow Lit readers. Well, from all the response I've received (here and in the forums), my 'writer's block' story seems to please folks, and some have asked for more. Very well. You want more? You've got it. _________________________________________________ Tom's nervousness started to well up inside him when he pulled into the driveway. It's f...
It wasn't going to happen. I was tired. I was out of breath. And no closer to orgasm than I'd been when we started. We could keep fucking like this, but I wasn't going to come and I didn't see any sign that she would, either. The sound of the bed squeaking and our bodies connecting filled our bedroom with a deafening lack of sound. She knew it and I knew i...
Author's Note: This story is merely part one of two! Part two will be arriving once it is written. Enjoy~ ***** Bruce Robert Kinsey knew that today was going to be a weird day when he walked into shop class after school and found one of his classmates holding a raygun to her head. And that was saying something, considering that this week had been packed...
******************** "You think he's who?" Charley Samuels asked. He'd heard what William had told him but he couldn't believe it. It was early morning and William had just told him what he thought about the man sleeping inside. "I know it sounds crazy, like some kind of science fiction story, but Lewis and I believe that Jim is my grandfather and Lewis'...
Chapter 1 - About Robin ======================= A lot of people have asked me if I use to tease my teachers or otherwise fool around in school. The reality is that I did a lot more at church and community functions than I ever did at school. My goal was to be a teacher someday and I especially wanted to teach in my old school district so it really wouldn't...
So, while working on Deep End I started work on a new story, a sailing story, of course. I don't like working on two stories at once - which is why I usually ending up doing just that - but this is a work-in-progress, too, and unfinished (boo-hiss). Still, have fun. I'll finish this before Deep End, I guess. The title? A song, of course. I like Sinatra's ve...
I'm a hopeless romantic and I know less about sharing than I do about Schrodinger's cat. But Randi's the den-mother and she's challenged our little group to write a sharing story -- nothing could possibly go wrong with that... right?! It's been ages since I've posted a typical LW fantasy and I have to admit that it's been fun to let the wolf out for a meanin...
Brent shifted restlessly in bed. Lauren had been with the girls for over an hour now. While he knew how difficult it was to get Elise to settle, he had to admit he was getting more anxious by the moment. But they had agreed Lauren would do the nightly ritual this time since it might be a few days before she was back. He inhaled deeply and ran his hands thro...
Once the semester ended at the University, Christopher drove Elyse in his old red pick-up south to the Gulf of Mexico. Elyse's older sister, Selina owned a beach house there and insisted Elyse visit as a reward for completing her doctorate. Elyse propped her beautiful white legs on the dashboard, barefoot. She wore white cut-off shorts, a pale blue halter, s...
With the ring of a bell, twenty high school students had begun filing into the classroom and taking their desks, and as he watched them from in front of the blackboard, smiling and nodding and greeting them as they passed, Ryan Desilva concealed his nervousness as he consulted his notes and curriculum again. In his early thirties, tall and lean, with a thi...