When I was younger I lived with my widowed mother in a small terraced house in one of those grim, northern English towns. To get away from it all I used to borrow her wreck of a car some evenings and drive my girlfriend to an old village pub in the middle of nowhere – The Nag's Head. We'd have a couple of drinks and Meg would always show her gratitude by gi...
Two Nights of Love (A true story) My wife, Laura, and I decided to have a quiet weekend away, we didn't want to travel far so I booked a couple of nights in a small hotel in a village on the edge of the New Forest. Whenever we went away I always had a sense of anticipation that something special was going to happen, sometimes my senses let me down but on th...
Tip can't do the Job, but Julie Discovers Love with Russ. This is a true story from my hidden past. Like most girls I have a secret past. I was naive, but it was fun. I was a cute gal, finishing in fourth place for Miss California. Now it is all a memory. Enjoy. This is my first story. I hope you like it. * I was dating Tipper, a very handsome guy a cou...
They had been looking for her. Well not exactly her but some descendants of her Grandmother's family. It was romantic in a way. During the First World War a man and a woman fell in love. The man was Canadian and far from home defending the boarder of a country he had barely knew existed before being sent to the front lines. The woman was Danish and had seen...
This is chapter one in a six part romance that is a take off for my. I was very surprised that these were bought by a magazine. I hope you enjoy and, as always, I enjoy reading your comments and some of them are helpful to me and other writers so please feel free. All rights reserved. A tremendous amount of thanks goes to Literotica editor lipstickvogue Fo...
Panic is an awful thing. It's a good thing it's mostly fleeting. Like a lightning strike--quick, shocking, painful. Though as it subsides there is this burning sensation left as you realize your insides have been cooked. I woke up with panic. I don't move quickly from our bed on most mornings but this morning, at around three, I flung myself from the grasp o...
Here, in the heart of the desert, an oasis had been born that history had never seen before. It was of magnanimous proportions and it took the notion of what an oasis actually was to unparalleled heights, making it unrivalled as a sort of latter-day Xanadu. People came from far and wide to frolic in this artificial environment. They were drawn by the sheer s...
A sweltering day in August finds us arriving at our chosen holiday destination, a baking hot Yellowstone National Park. Heat haze hangs in the air blurring the impressive natural beauty and the thousands of other sightseers also present. We'd thought this out well in advance and had picked a camping spot a long drive away from any of the major attractions....
We had been chatting online for over a year before you mentioned you were coming to the UK for a holiday. I began wondering what might happen if this did take place, I once suggested that if you ever came over you might like to visit. We chatted that night about this and that and I made you laugh as usual, I loved your wicked sense of humour and your naughty...
[Author's Note: This is just a fun, relatively plotless little short story using two characters from one of my favorite anime shows.] The smartly dressed man fumbled awkwardly for words. The two women before him were imposing figures. One was an assassin called "Twilight" Suzuka, a woman of distant Asian lineage, a lineage back from when Earth was a releva...