It was the last day of the week, and I finally got home from a very exhausting day at school, lying back on my bed when I entered my room, feeling the fatigue leave my body; last weekend I'd been taken to my rival's farm as her slave, she'd won me after a recent running challenge. My mind recalled the recent events of my loss on the track against my rival,...
Passion in James County XIV: A Week In The Mountains Before they left the Bobar cabin, Frankie got some things out of the refrigerator and put them in a bag. While he did, he informed Kay he planned to make his special meatloaf for dinner that night. Kay was glad the young man was thinking about cooking. It meant he was starting to think about the future a...
The room for my second semester British Literature class was not the large lecture hall I imagined. This being my first day of classes of the year, I had high hopes. However, my vision of a packed lecture hall with a cranky but enthusiastic old English-accented professor scrawling unintelligibly on the chalkboard was dashed the moment I found the classroom d...
"What are you talking about Dane? Why is it that all of a sudden, we can't be friends anymore, huh?" The two of us just back from that County Fair fundraiser thing the company I'm working for was hosting and I could tell something was up; he had been quieter than usual all-day long. Sure, Dane isn't the most extroverted guy in the world but we've been best f...
Note- This classic show is currently being repeated on English tv and gave me an idea for a quick story, especially season one episode 'Oasis.' I do not own the rights to any Irwin Allen show, this is a fan based parody intended to amuse. xxx The Jupiter Two had landed on the alien planet two weeks prior and the Robinson family had quickly set up a base c...
Dear Mistress, When we talked today, I mentioned a dream I had about you, and at your command, I am sitting here writing this email to you. I will start with what I remember, then tell the dream as if it is happening now. I remember the touch of your lips, sliding along my neck as you ran your hands through my hair, tugging the strands to pull my head bac...
Down Home on the Ranch (Saturday, continued) Fran stood in the shade of a big maple tree, eating a late lunch and thinking. She'd spent the morning pulling her Mistress's little cart, which had been a rush - she loved the tinkling of her bridle bells, and the sounds of her hooves as she trotted over one of the little wooden bridges over the creek. And she l...
Foreword: I know a lot of literotica stories often claim to be a true story. While you may doubt the truthfulness of those claims, be certain that this is 100% based on a true story. *** Sean stumbled into the street drunk as hell. He and some friends had decided to celebrate their new fake i.d.'s by getting hammered at the local bars. Being only 19 they...
The Karst was certainly beautiful from above. The park was well-maintained, with carefully marked paths taking visitors past sinkholes and cave openings and natural springs. Next to the parking lot were professionally-created explanation boards explaining how the karst had formed in geological terms and its importance to the local ecosystem. It was prepackag...
"My God, what's he doing?" Riker reached out to touch Data's shoulder, and an intense flare of light momentarily blinded everyone in the hall outside the Computer Main Core Access. There was a thump, and when Picard's vision cleared he saw his first officer laying on the corridor floor, a grimace of pain on his chiseled features. Picard and Riker had been r...