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Chapter 2 --- Deniece trying to get back into life
Saturday morning found Deniece in the kitchen, pouring cereal and juice for the kids while mentally rehearsing her plans for the day. She had asked her neighbor Jaclyn to come over with her children around ten--the same time she'd scheduled the first viewing of the room. The arrangement was perfect: Jaclyn's kids, Mason and Lily, got along wonderfully with her own children, and their playful energy would keep all four of them occupied in the backyard or ...

While she was Sleeping (X)
It was one in the morning, time to go to bed. Tyler turned off the television and quietly began to make his way up the stairs. He had to try to be quiet so that he wouldn't wake up Erin. Erin was always asleep by this time of night and Tyler knew it. In fact, he was counting on it. Moving slowly, he approached the door making an effort to make as little noise as possible. With exaggerated slowness Tyler gently opened the door to their bedroom, the soft sound of deep breathing b...

Chapter 37

[vibe track: never be like you - flume]

Cameron was still crying. She didn't think she'd ever run out of tears. It'd been hours. Hours since she'd ruined the last good thing she hadn't ruined yet.
Shuddering in the corner, she was somehow cold in the stuffy apartment. Her room had never felt emptier. She didn't know where everyone went. No party. No shitty roommates. No -- no Kendra....

FOR THE LOVE OF VEE


PART ONE

DB#23-1
Edited by kenjisato.
Welcome back to Middletown.
This is a long story even for my standards, so I decided to split it into three parts. It's already finished. I'd never disrespect my readers by engaging them in an unfinished story. I'll be submitting the next parts as soon as Literotica approves the previous one....

Author's note: Thank you for reading (: Remember, there's still one more installment to go after this.

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Chapter 35

[vibe track: ghouls tha new team remix - we are scientists]

The classroom looked pretty much like any other Cameron might've been in -- or not been in -- when she was in high school. Encouraging posters about writing, about books. Little inside jokes written on the corner of the whiteboard -- a cartoon crocodile standing on two legs with a monocle and boxing glove...

The sun hung high above Lake Travis, its rays glinting off the water as a ski boat skirted across the water as Randy and Amy spent a day on the lake together after sneaking away from their respective others. Amy's fiery red hair hung loose and blew in the wind as they cruised around the lake and she held on to Randy with a contented smile on her face. Randy steered the boat with a relaxed grip, his eyes occasionally drifting to Amy as she embraced him close. While driving he thought about their connection a...

Isabelle made a point of going to the dining hall to study for the next two weeks religiously in the hopes she would run into Jake again. Her dreams had been very Jake focused. She had dreamt about submitting to Jake in all ways, becoming his little trad wife ripe with his seed. It was confusing to Isabelle, as although she was not yet 20 she had always pictured climbing the corporate ladder, and if she had kids, it would be in her 30s. It was especially confusing because she barely knew Jake. What if he's ...

Note: This is a slow-burn, slice-of-life romance story first and foremost. There will be erotica, but not for a long, long time.
Note 2: I intended for certain parts of the story to be read along with music. I strongly recommend listening along to get the best experience. Every song will be clearly stated. Small tease: The first is in the next chapter, Santa Monica Dream by Angus & Julia Stone....

Introduction
I was born on June 16, 1972, into a strict Catholic family, far away in the middle of nowhere somewhere in Ireland. I won’t bore you with unpronounceable names - even Google Maps has no idea what the village is called, and for the last five zoom levels, there are no photos. My prospects were, frankly, very limited. Get married, have children, and before I turned forty, my life would already be over. That’s just how things went for us....

Anderson pulled his Tacoma into the parking lot behind the bar. He didn't like this. Nope! Didn't like it a bit. Darn his mom. Why did he always say yes to her? How many times did he have to tell her he was fine. Everything was just friggin fine. If he said it enough he might actually believe it.
But, nope, roped into another blind date. 'My best friend, Betsy has a daughter and she's smart, beautiful, accomplished ... and tall. Oh, and hasn't been on a date in quite a while. Just like you, Hon.' Barf....

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Author's note: If you're seeing Lupine Dreams for the first time, welcome! It's a romance through and through, aimed at your heart, not necessarily other parts (; If complicated, imperfect characters you wanna root for are your thing, check out the series page to read a full description and give it a shot! If the characters click with you, you'll be caught up in no time (: But you will need to have read it all to understand what's going on....

Chapter 19

It was still dark outside when I woke up. Cary was still draped over me, but she was now also tangled in the sheets somehow, and smiling to herself in her sleep. We had left the dimmed lights on, and the sounds of the radio that I had completely forgotten still filtered through the air. The music had changed from light jazz piano to classic 60's rock....

The Job Interview
This is just a little story about interviewing a new secretary and the flirtation that results. I was shooting for 750 words, came in a bit high, and decided to keep it as it is. I hope you like it.
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"Mister Smith, the next candidate for the secretarial position is here."...

Prologue - Louisville, 1982
I used to think you had to do something spectacular to lose your life. A car crash. A plane falling out of the sky. A diagnosis in a quiet room. But I learned that sometimes, you lose your life by standing still too long, by staying married to a man who doesn't really know the sound of your laugh, by folding laundry and forgetting you once had a favorite color....

A romantic tale inspired by "The Little Match Girl", originally written by Hans Christian Anderson. All players are over the age of eighteen unless otherwise stated. For those of you who have been following me for a while, I hope that you enjoy this romantic tale. Romance is my first love when it comes to writing. Please enjoy. I hope that it gives you hope that we all deserve to be loved. Enjoy....

The faint scent of drying gloss lingered in the air around her, the clean scent of brand new rubber mats contrasting it with a dull, plastic like smell. Natural light poured through the small high window, catching the edge of her new yoga mat and the gleam of polished concrete. Her activewear sat folded on the corner of the bench, new, fresh, unworn....

I'm doing the dishes.
You sneak up behind me and squeeze my breasts.
I wiggle my butt out and rub it against your crotch.
You kiss me on the neck.
I drop the dish brush and turn around.
You press your hand against my panties on top of my pussy.
I slap you on the cheek.
You squat and laugh....

Baseball Annies Wives and Girlfriends part two
Catcher78 All Rights Reserved
Author's Notes: This is my story it belongs to me, you cannot copy it or sample from it. This is a true story that I lived through I've changed the time and names, but it happened.
We first met Carol and Jackson here:...

In college, I met Kathy (Kat) who I thought was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Light, almost otherworldly blue eyes framed by gorgeous auburn hair and a smile that lit up my universe. We shared a chem lab station in our sophomore year at UC. She was smart - brilliant even - in every class but this one. After the first (nearly catastrophic) lab class, the instructor assigned me to be the person who was in charge of keeping her safe with all the chemicals and flames around us. He promised me a good ...

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Chapter 6: Naïve Wanda's Experiment
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I am aware that the series is progressing slower than some would prefer. Authoring is not second nature to me, which means I must choose between writing a longer story - but then taking a much longer time between chapters - or submitting shorter chapters for publication, with less "action" and more of a "slow burn"....

Part One -- Spring 1983
Chapter one -- Allegro, ma non troppo
Most people would have considered 19-year old Alice to be very fortunate. Intelligent and hard-working, she had excelled at school and after her final exams took the Oxbridge entrance papers and obtained a scholarship place to study modern languages at Oxford, specialising in Russian. She was an accomplished violinist, spoke fluent French as well as Russian and lived comfortably with her parents in a leafy suburb of London....

CHAPTER FIVE: The Unmasking
Part I - James
"You don't dress like a metalhead."
Morrigan's voice cut through the alley like a flick of a knife--quiet, smooth, deliberate.
James glanced over at her, unsure if it was a challenge or a statement of fact. Maybe both.
"No," he said. "I guess I don't."...

Between this line and 'THE END' is precisely 750 words, the minimum length of a story on Literotica. The idea is to use each of those words judicially to convey something. F. S.


"That feels so good," he moans as I place soft licks on his smooth glans.
I part my lips and take him.
"You're the best," he sighs, I know it's true....

Author's note:
I wanted to explore how there are many things that can be traumatic, for many different reasons. It can be massive life-changing events, as in this story, but it can also be small things that happen in our lives that get internalized and become an unfortunate part of us. More so I wanted to delve into how we are generally absolutely shit at dealing with them. We do everything we can not to admit something was traumatic, and we come up with coping mechanisms that often are barely healthy, i...

Many of my problems can be blamed on my first wife, Kim. Every cell in my body loved her and I cried at her feet, begging her to come home with me the first time she left me. Maybe we should have gone to counseling then but money was tight and we never got around to it. The second time she left me was worse because we had two little girls by then. I would walk around our quiet apartment and find a little sock or doll on the floor and cry again. I needed her back, I needed my girls back but this time I could...

Author's Note:
Welcome back to The Theory of Love.
Originally, this was planned as a three-chapter story, but as I wrote, it grew. Some scenes ran deeper, new characters demanded a voice, and honestly, I was having too much fun to stop.
Chapter 3 became something much larger than expected, so much so that I had to split it, refine it, and let the story breathe. This version reflects the direction I believe is right for the series, and I hope you enjoy it....

Makayla spent the next day lying in bed. She was too wound up to go back to class like normal, but also she couldn't get herself to rest. The reality of how her life was going to change left her shaken.
She hadn't told anyone yet, as she wanted to make sure it actually went through. Still, she managed to set up a consultation with a lawyer....

Anna smiled at me. The same smile that had pulled me in on the first day we met, and the same smile I hoped to see every day until my dying breath, and then some more if any of the religious groups preaching about the afterlife turned out to be correct. I don't even remember what I'd said to earn that smile this time, I was so lost in her beauty....

A note to the moderator: I know that you do not want any suicide stories, and this is NOT a suicide story. It is about two people in stress, who do not know what to do but by fate, meet and overcome the disappointments of life together. It is a story of victory over the trials of life through a common love. Two people who meet their soulmates in the nick of time. Love conquers all....