romance stories and histories

There are a couple of adult words in this story.

Copyright 2026 by drunkwombat



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Alan and I flew into Orlando and picked up the rental. Soon we were cruising along on the hour long trip to Melbourne, table flat Florida sliding past us. Alan's aunt had decamped for New York City now that i...

An alpine holiday never to forget.

Chapter One.

You know the feeling when life just isn't going your way, and things pile up one on top of the other until they get you down. Well, my year was going that way, and I thought I needed a break from work and the mundane, boring things in life. So, one n...

Life with Linda:

A love story

Introduction

This is the story of an ordinary guy that met an incredibly beautiful woman. They were both living ordinary, but unhappy, parallel lives before they met each other! But a chance meeting turned their lives from ordinary into a true love story. Their lives...

Vibrator on my clit, I lay here awake. Wondering what will become of me?

I turned it off, but haven't worked up the energy to actually do anything yet. I was so turned on a minute ago, and then I realized how much of a waste of time, effort and energy it was just to get off. And for what?

I write ...

I was devastated when my wife of 15 years was killed in a car wreck. For me she was the kindest, most helpful and supporting, and most beautiful and sexy, experience in my life. We had met in college and immediately discovered we were perfect for each other, not just in bed but we were a perfect fit...

As I was mowing the lawn this morning, I had an idea pop into my head. With little thought required to keep pushing the mower along the edge of the taller grass, I had plenty of time to develop it into an actual story.

By the time I finished with the yard, I had an opening hook that I loved, a comp...

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"Stay with me," a voice echoed through empty space. "Stay with me, turn around..." The voice was starting to shake, almost sobbing. "Please, please... please..." The pleas turned fainter and fainter.

Outside the small, dark apartment, a tall figure in a dark suit was walking towards...

2 - Stripped Bare

Marc had gone on a trip abroad, and I was enjoying a sunny afternoon by the pool. Sabine, a friend, was due to visit me during the day. A lovely creature with blue eyes capable of driving a man mad, mired in her misguided fidelity while her husband cheated on her shamelessly.

A l...

Peter calls before he has decided to. The ring tone is wrong, long single burrs with gaps between them, a sound from somewhere very far away. She picks up on the fourth.

"Peter." A whisper.

"Hey. I'm here. Are you all right?"

"I can't talk. My mother is up. The walls are like paper."

He gets up ...

A baby wailed in its mother's arms. The unforgiving fluorescent lights in the ceiling flickered on and off, threatening never to ignite again. The 100-year-old driers rattled and shook with their spinning, scratching the floor and the 3 customers' ears. It was a typical weeknight at the Laund-O-rama...

"James, that's not A Tale of Two Cities, is it?" drawled Michael Donnelly in the smarmy tone he usually saved for Miss Melson.

"Yes it is, and no, you can't see it." James clutched the book tightly in both hands as he took his place behind Michael and his sidekicks in the boys' line. "It's a first-...

Peter shoulders the door open and the rain comes in with them, a cold sheet of it slapping the stone floor before he gets the door shut again. Then it's just the noise. The roof is corrugated iron, and the rain on it is like standing inside a drum.

"Oh," Jessica says, dripping. "Oh, it's so loud."
...

Ross barged into his apartment, slamming the door harshly behind him, dropping the now-wilted flowers that he'd, for whatever reason, carried with him all the way back home in the trash. He was loosening his tie and pacing erratically around the coffee table when Carver walked in from his bedroom.

...

All standard disclaimers apply. This story is complete fiction. Any similarities to anyone living or dead is a coincidence. Both main characters are 18 years old at the time of the story. Any character's involved in any form of sexual activity are 18 years old at the time of said activity.

**Trigge...

The rain stops around noon, which in Peter's experience means it will start again within the hour. He pushes back his hood anyway and lets the wind dry his face. The path runs along the side of the valley, a thin brown line through the heather, and below him the river is loud and brown with three da...

THIRTEEN





The Wanting Table





Okay everybody. Finally, the last story in the book. Hope you enjoyed the ride. I fell in love with these characters and have written several more books. So far, no end in sight for this series, in fact, I have written a spinoff already called Pixel



Four month...

(Authors note about stories already released.

i know that Ava has gotten confusing. i have Edits on the first 3 chapters waiting to replace what is already there. im sorry its confusing and if i need to, ill just republish it. all of it is in the order that it is intended to be read, though. please...

Alan & Gracie: A Prequel to My Daily Walk

By ANutmegman

Friday afternoon

"Mom, Dad, I'm heading to Delaware for a job interview tomorrow. I may be gone for a few days to a week. The interview is on Monday."

"That's great, Alan. What is the company?"

"It's called the Foundation, or just Foundati...

Ross gazed intently into the mirror, tightening his jaw and attempting for the fifth time to tie his tie straightly. The gel was already placed strategically in his hair, the cologne applied, and he'd picked out what he thought to be an appropriate outfit for the occasion- sexy but classy.

"Screw i...

The following day, when Aiden set out once more to search for and get to know more plants, he did not even attempt to deceive himself. His path would end at the ruins. He openly hoped Tess thought the same.

During the endless wait in the large courtyard, he began to accept that he might not hear he...

*loosely based on a true story*

A package was waiting at Hayden's front door when he came home from work on Friday. He wasted no time opening it and unwrapping its contents: his chastity cage! His heart racing with excitement, he took a picture with his phone and pulled up his chat history with Vic...

I have had a thing for Sara for years. Yes, years. Ever since she walked through my door. Problem is, the reason she walked through my door -- she's dating my roommate and best friend, Trey.

She lives with us. It's a small place. Two bedrooms, one bathroom. I know so much about her, down to what he...

I stop motionless in the closet as I process the find. Images of Tina flood back to me. Instantly her finger is in my mouth again and I'm attempting to find a way to somehow merge with her being. Then I remember John, and see them together. The overlapping imagery causes a dizzying swirl of arousal ...

The afterworld is a very dark place. So much so, that its inhabitants begin to lose their sense of sight like species of salamanders who are born blind, eyes being useless for an existence beneath the surface of the earth.

But as often happens when one sense is lost, others become more pronounced, ...

"Dad! I'm 18! I should be able to date now!" Hazel yelled.

Her father shook his head calmly and said, "Not if you want me to pay for your college you can't."

"Why? Why can't I?" Hazel asked, almost in tears.

"For the same reason I didn't let you date in high school or earlier, because I'm sure it...

It was a pleasant Autumn afternoon in the residential district of Shirogane.

From the sandy shores of the east beach looking out towards the deep blue ocean, the orange-red sun slowly inched its way towards the horizon.

Himari, an average height woman dressed in a traditional Japanese kimono was l...

SOMEHOW MY LOVE.

I would have called myself an also-ran if I'd ever joined the race. At high school, all the girls in my class were older, and definitely grown up. At university, I'd already got into the habit of not trying.

Some women flaunt their sexuality. They enjoy being the centre of attenti...

20) A night of Hens.

The kitchen of Jon's house smells of Prosecco and perfume, sharp citrus from the bubbly cutting through layers of floral and vanilla.

Ten women crowd the space between the breakfast bar and the living room, their voices overlapping in the bright, chaotic register of pre-drunk ...

"Happenstance set the vibe that we're in.

No apology, because my urge is genuine, and the mystery of your rhythm is so feminine. Here I am, and I want to take a hit of your scent,

'cause it bit so deep into my soul.

Oh, I want you."

The lyrics began from somewhere dull and vague in the back of h...

All standard disclaimers apply. This story is complete fiction. Any similarities to anyone living or dead is a coincidence. Both main characters are 18 years old at the time of the story. Any characters involved in any form of sexual activity are 18 years old at the time of said activity.

**Trigger...