romance stories and histories

All the usual warnings apply. Any mention of a person, place or thing is coincidental and should not be taken as an accurate portrayal. No one under 18 engages in sex.
One comment on part 1 said this story is long, winding and boring. If all the reader wants is a story to wank by, please look elsewhere. This is the tale of multiple people brought together by unusual circumstances and how they cope with their love for each other....

"I think I just proved my point about 'seeing' in the dark." I said, as I placed my hand around Portia's waist and escorted her along the rocky trail. "This was the best way I could think of, to show you how it works. Let's just enjoy the rest of the tour, okay?"
"Deal." Portia replied, grinning at me. "Jack, you never cease to amaze me."...

1988
Dante Delvecchio lit a cigarette outside the house in Frankford, one hand in his coat pocket, the other flexing around the lighter. A warm night for late October, the city air thick with beer and piss, a neighborhood of rowhouses and busted sidewalks where nobody asked questions. The house behind him shook with music, bass vibrating through the walls like a pulse....

I'd like to thank kenjisato, again, for the great editing and my friends for their input. If you find any mistakes, it's probably something I did after editing.
Active sexual activity only involves characters over the age of eighteen. Any similarities to persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental. Names are made up....

In this chapter, Maya finds out who spent the night with her. Bobbi becomes closer to Sonia and Rooster, and eventually, Sonia comes up with a suggestion that surprises Rooster, although he finds it appealing. This chapter contains some suggestion of bondage, oral sex, flirtation, pompoir or Singapore Grip, threats of spanking and threats of pegging. This is a copyrighted work of this author, and not to be altered, changed, reedited, or published anywhere, in any form without the author's express written pe...

[This story is purely a work of fiction.]
I met my girlfriend Beth after graduating from college. We had just joined one of the most prestigious investment banking firms in the world as grads and I fell in love with her the moment I laid eyes on her.
Beth was petite with blonde hair, tanned skin, and had an Irish accent I could listen to all day. She had moved to the States for college and was living with her sister in the Big Apple....

When they arrived, Caitlyn was immediately aware of the differences between Will's Botswana life and his Oxford one. The neighbourhood wasn't as showy as their Botswana one. This was no gated community on a golf course. This was just a residential street. The houses were large and looked old. It seemed exclusive but lacked the traditional indicators of wealth; there were no ostentatious cars or luxury garden features. It felt practical and lived in....