romance stories and histories

AN: The Genie genre that was set down by Joe Brolly in Genie Chronicles has been expanded upon by many authors, and I figured I would take a shot at it. I highly recommend reading that story first, which can be found on Literotica. I also draw influence from 800lbGorrila, who wrote A Beautiful Wish, inspired by Joe Brolly's story. That story, too, is worth checking out on Literotica....

Megan wasn't sure when she became a sugar baby. She had never intended to, it just sort of happened. Six months ago, her son, Tony had signed her up for Tinder because, in his words, he was "tired of you sitting in the house moping all day". She had been casually scrolling one knight when she had matched with Cooper. Cooper was exactly her type: tanned skin, hair that flirted with being 'long', stubble beard with a longer moustache. They had set up a date to get drinks. She had been so nervous, it was the f...

Sunday
The following morning Harry showered first. He was in their bedroom only half-dressed, trying to find a gym T-shirt that he seemed to have lost, when Olivia came out of the bathroom. She was following her now usual practice of emerging from her shower completely naked.
Harry turned to look at her, intending to take just a quick glance but then found himself unable to turn away. Even though her wet hair was a complete mess she just looked completely stunning....

I assembled my ad hoc wardrobe in preparation for dinner, laying it out on the huge bed and inspecting for dust, pilling, and creases. My main concern was about my trousers, as almost everything else I had planned to wear was new. I immediately regretted not picking up a new pair when we went shopping, but it was too late now. I need not have worried because a close inspection revealed just a couple of loose threads inside the waistband....

I lost my wife (who I'll call Bethany) to cancer when she was 48 and I was 47. It had been 7 years of mostly okay time with some fabulous times and a few quite hard months- chemo and all, particularly at the end. Our daughter was a sophomore in college. Bethany was big on zen meditation and philosophy and worked hard to help prepare for her death in a variety of ways including trying to prepare me. A silly one was that we watched "My Life Without Me" where a young mom doesn't tell anyone in her family that ...

Chapter 25

Sunshine and evergreen scent filled the air. Cary's warmth filled my arms. Anticipation filled my heart.
I could get used to waking up like this. Cary nuzzled against me, and then murmured something quietly in her sleep. I grinned into her hair. "Good morning, mon amour," I murmured. "What are you talking about in your dreams?"...

War and Love - The Berlin Airlift and a Fräulein
© JoeMo1619 - July 2025 ff.
The Berlin Airlift was the largest air supply operation of all time. At a time when all the Western Allies had massively reduced their air forces compared to World War II, an airlift operation to supply West Berlin -- with its 2.2 million inhabitants -- had to be established practically from scratch. There was a shortage of transport aircraft, a shortage of pilots, and a shortage of ground logistics both in the Western German...

She was cat like in the way she curled into his lap, nestling her head against his chest. And naked, as she so often was.
"I'm working," he said with a smile. But as he glanced down from his computer, he saw only want in the eyes looking up at him. He released his mouse and keyboard and wrapped his arms around her....

My Darling Wife - Next part
Having read the comments re the "My Darling Wife" which I listed under 'Loving Wives' because she is, after all, a loving wife, I was told variously that the story was okay in that genre by some, and by others that it should have been listed under 'Romance'.
So, I have listed this next part under Romance. Hopefully it will not upset those who thought it didn't matter if it went under "LW" and satisfy those who stated that it should have gone under 'Romance'....

{Welcome to my story. If you haven't read the others leading up to this, you should. It would help explain things. I am NOT a professional writer at all, so reader beware! If you make comments, remember to be nice.]
MR. & MRS. PARKER... WOW
When Gracie and I got to the patio deck of the houseboat, her parents were already there soaking up the visions of a beautiful sunset. Even though she had just told me the big secret - that the Parkers were not her real parents - she said she wanted me to keep on t...

It was very cold January. There was snow and a chilly breeze outside. The atmosphere was loose and fresh two weeks after Christmas. But Lukas was a little bit nervous. He had been studying hard for university exams for several hours every day. It was late evening, dark outside. But suddenly his phone rang. He got a text from a girl named Sara. He met her online on a dating app. They had never met but chatted several times, and Lukas was strongly attracted to this person. She seemed so empathetic, a nice per...

To those with courage to act


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I was one of those girls who was plain and ignored in high school. Not a single date.
I was a good student and loved math and chemistry. Nearly straight A's. A genuine nerd. I applied at MIT and was awarded a full scholarship.
I loved college for at least two reasons. The intellectual environment was wonderful. I was surrounded by other students who had excelled in high school. A high concentration of nerds, some would say, and yet there...

Artorius rose to consciousness below water. His eyes snapping open, seeing the light refracting on the surface above him. Using powerful strokes with his limbs until he broke the skin of the water. Inhaling sweet clean air into his lungs, wiping the water from his blue eyes as he bobbed above the waves treading water. He spotted an almost white beach not too far off. A distance he could easily swim to and started paddling towards it. He observed a few more things as he paddled to it. This beach was as wide ...

Author's Notes:
For ease of reading: Thoughts and speech are indicated by single quotes and double quotes respectively[1], and perspective shifts are separated by two dashes on two separate lines.
The first letter is the actual body of smut. Outside the first letter, sexual assault survivor-ship is mentioned....

Rediscovered Love is Forever
A reacquaintance renews lost love.
Editor: Clarissa, developmental editor. Many thanks for her invaluable assistance with grammar, style, and plot development. All other mistakes are mine.
Disclaimer: All characters involved in sexual situations are eighteen years of age or older. This story is a work of fiction. The intellectual property of Egregious. Copyright 2025....

Sex Over the Age of Fifty-Years-Old
Most all women over the age of fifty, including your mothers, are whores.
Jack and Ava are a married couple in their fifties. Jack loves his wife, and Ava loves her husband. Their second marriage, with four children between them from their first marriages, they've been happily married for more than a dozen years now....

This is something that came to me after reading a few stories about sexy card games. The setting is a group of people playing an ice breaker card game. As always everyone involved is over the age of 18. No sexual content.


I laughed. "What have I thought about doing? With any one of you."
Melissa giggled with angelic joy. Her eyes shining brightly in their own individual smiles. "That's what the card says." She carefully recited the line on the game card. "What have you thought about doing with...

You may want to read parts 1 and 2 first.
- I'm not a native English speaker, so if there are mistakes, I apologize! I do check them. The best I can. I'll also switch between scripts and prose, so bear with me when I try to learn all the tricks.
- I'm accepting feedback; I'll just ask to keep it HELPFUL and CONSTRUCTIVE....

The French Shop Keeper

After finishing a delicious lunch of soupe à l'oignon gratinée, crusty baguette and pâté de canard, I considered remaining at my sidewalk table to people-watch while sipping a second glass of the exquisite wine for which Bordeaux is renowned. It was an unseasonably warm afternoon in late spring and the idea of basking in the warm sunshine as I became pleasantly tipsy had much appeal. But I wanted to make the most of my brief port of call visit to the lovely old city so I signal...

Continuation of
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"The course of true love never did run smooth." - William Shakespeare.
If you had told me a year ago that a single night in a Midwest club would unravel my whole world and somehow stitch it back together in a completely different shape, I would've laughed, flipped my hair, and told you heartbreak wasn't in my brand....

Author's Note: This story is based on fiction, and all characters are 18 years of age or older. The setting for this story takes place in 2006 when MTV was in its prime as the source for musical information. Kind reminder that this is a novel length fantasy with a semi-slow burn. If you haven't yet read the first installment, I encourage you to do so in able to immerse yourself in the romantic fantasy....

Continued from Zöe Part 1
We drifted off into a deep sleep. Next morning, I was awoken by the sound of the balcony door sliding shut. Zôe was outside having a smoke. I stayed where I was and savoured the delicious comfort of the bed linens and the lingering aroma of Zöe and the previous night's lovemaking....

Artist and Model
Dear reader:
This is a tale of romance, the love of art, the challenges of marriage, erotic temptation. Enjoy.
Jane Hogan had just celebrated her thirty-sixth birthday, her first since she was separated from her husband. Neil had surprised her by sending a dozen roses. It was a less than a joyful celebration. It was a year before this that they decided to separate rather than rush into divorce. Jane was willing to go to counselling but her husband wasn't. He just wanted solitude....

You Never Know Where - Chapter 1
By Nutmegman
I finally made it back home to stay, after months in California, finalizing the sale of my software to a huge company out there. I finally could get back to my exercise routine and get back into shape.
I was jogging around the baseball field at the School Street Park in Agawam where I go to run every Monday morning. I jog around it as much as I can and then walk around it a few more times. I kept passing this attractive lady (from the back). Just this l...

Friday
Harry had no experience of this kind of website. He was astonished at the range of things on offer and also astonished at the cost of some of the more elaborate models.
He had woken that day not wanting to waste any time following through on Olivia's request from the previous evening. To say that he was feeling extremely good about the sex they had enjoyed was an understatement. It had been fantastic, beyond his expectations. Then to cap it all Olivia had asked him to buy them a sex toy to make...

Witters Note:
This is a slow story (also my first,59 chapters have been written editing is going on for them), non-erotic in the beginning though there is teasing up to chapter 15 where the full on on erotica starts. Uploads for the story would be weekly ranging from 2.5K to 4k words each. The story is centred on romance and soon moves to soft dom territory the romance part stays. Mainly this is based on the female MC's POV all though it is written in 3rd person because I like to jump to different POV's....

'That was... intense... evening.' Holt stood behind Aleera, hugging her tightly. The ball finally ended and they returned to the 'Silvery Flame'. Now they were in Holt's cabin, surrounded by darkness, enjoying the sensation of their bodies pressed against each other.
'Was, as in has ended already?' she asked, with joyful defiance in her voice, reaching up and behind her to touch his face....

[I am not even going to try to catch you up on the events that precede this story. If you want to know, go back and read the others. I recommend it. But then again, I wrote it - so there is that.]
REVELATIONS...
My heart was racing. Laying breast to breast with Gracie, I could feel her heart beating barely half as fast as mine. She had rehearsed several times (so I would learn later) the message she was now delivering. She was more than ready....

It was a little after three in the morning and someone was banging away on my doorbell. I pulled up the ring cam and saw a woman standing there holding a toddler. Lightning lit up my window followed by a thunderous boom as I raced down the steps. I opened the door, and the woman said, "Can we come in Jack?"...

He wakes up and immediately reaches out to touch her, eyes still closed and heavy.
She's gone already. Or maybe, she was never even there. Sometimes it's so hard to remember. He sighs, and tries to find the will to open his eyes. Because if she's gone already, what's the point? He grunts, and rolls off the bed onto the floor. That used to make her laugh so hard. He can almost feel her cold feet on his back, pushing him off the bed into wakefulness. He chokes back the threatening tears, and clambers to hi...