There it was again, the slight vibration of my phone. "You sure?" the text read as I picked it out of my pocket. "Yeah," I replied. "Get some sleep." I put the phone back in my pocket and looked at the time. I had to pick up Jack and Thomas soon. I got up from my seat and walked to the front. "Excuse me," I said to the tall Latin man behind the desk. "Ye...
Carrie Adriatico paced back and forth, looking over at the high, dew-drenched grass. It nearly reached up to the bottom of the freshly-painted Bed & Breakfast sign. "Ugh, where is he?!" she exclaimed, still pacing. "He couldn't make it last week...now, he's late..." The stunning - and meticulous - 38-year-old brunette retreated back inside, and her timing...
I hope you enjoy this Winter Holiday Contest entry. Please remember to vote, and if you have time, please leave a comment, too. Maddie *~*~*~* He wasn't sure when his feelings for Annalise had changed, but changed they had. His very anger at his best friend's flirtatious manner with her proved it. Steve was just being Steve, Gray reminded himself. He firs...
(Author's note: This story is an official entry into the 2009 Literotica Winter Holidays writing contest. I hope you enjoy this tale, and please read all the other entries. There's a lot of good talent on this site. Happy Holidays, and please don't forget to vote.) * * * * I find it funny that the same music which makes you cringe when you start hearing it...
I hadn't seen Hannah since the last time I was in New York to do a poetry reading my brother had arranged at the library. That was two years ago and I didn't know whether I would see her on my return visit to read now that my book was published. She had been careful not to tell me where she lived or give me any information about her so I had no way to let he...
My thanks to ErikThread and Derek for their editing skills and helpful suggestions, as well as the eagle eye of GordonJ who found my little oversights and let me know as he went along. Thank you all three. I hope you enjoy our mutual efforts. This story doesn't fit any neat category. It isn't really science fiction, more like a fantasy. I'll let you the rea...
A remote village seething with sexual goings on Saturday Not another misty grey spring morning Kelly Brook thought, throwing back the bedroom curtains of her parents pretty, rented cottage in the New Forest. On the edge of a highly sought after, by townies, village with good commuting by road or rail, a manor, one convenience store, a post office owned by...
Helen's heart sank as the shop door opened and Brian strode in, smiling confidently. He hadn't been around for several weeks, now, and she had dared to hope, maybe, that ...... But his opening words dashed her optimism. "Hello, my darling niece," he leered. "And how are you today?" Helen's flesh crept as she felt her uncle's eyes examine the swell of her...
(Author's Note: This story is based on a memory. I was seven years old and attending a family reunion on the Oregon Coast. I remember walking in the sand and seeing a tall, full figured teenager in a black bikini, I remember because at that time the suits were pretty much brand new and you didn't see many, I also remember wanting to be much older and able to...
Five a.m. approximately an hour before I'd rouse my tired bones from bed, and I felt a stirring on the king-sized mattress next to me. It could have been a snake winding its sinewy body towards my loins, but it wasn't. I tried to think about ice bergs, baseball and 500 lb. 87 year old women with yeast infections; anything to keep my dick from reacting to my...