romance stories and histories

We live in a dangerous world. I look at my grandchildren and wish they could have known the safety of my childhood, way back in the 1950's. Forget that we were taught to dive under our desks if attacked by atomic bombs. We could leave homes and cars unlocked.



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I saw her running every m...

The dinner was something else. After everyone settled down and made their way to their rooms for the evening, X was enjoying the night breeze on Eden's balcony. The air seemed fresher, though he had been breathing it in all the same.

Ssshhh...

The sound of the sliding door caught his attention. He...

Chapter 11: Lexi





Tender Loving Care



Author's Note: These are probably my favorite chapters of all of TSP so far. I hope you enjoy them. Any feedback is appreciated.

Friday, November 24, 2017

Napa, California, USA

After our morning, Cassie-fueled, romp Ky and I decided to putter around the...

Smoke spiraled languidly from the bowl. Dried petals curled inwards, cinched red and orange, as they slowly undressed. The colors burn like embers beneath a lover's touch.

"I made for tonight. It's sweet rose from the garden. I call it desire."

They stood before each other in their thin wraps now....

Note: Thank you all who have stuck with the story! I appreciate all of you! I am nowhere near done with their story yet, so I hope you stick around! I know I made a bold choice with going with a non-traditional romance, and I know thats not everyone's cup of tea, but I think I am writing a story ya'...

Tina. Of all the people who could have walked through that door and made me forget why I'm here she tops the list. "Oh my god! Tina, what the hell? Where in the world have you been?!"

Laughing, Tina moves in close and we share a neck hug.

"Wow, you look amazing! What are you doing here?" I say. An...

All of my writing is fiction, and the stories and characters are products of my imagination. They were created for my fun and, hopefully, your enjoyment. Some of the events in the stories are not particularly condoned nor encouraged by the author but are there to create and enhance the story of the ...

"Never a dull moment with Jack around!" Reba quipped dryly.

We had an enjoyable afternoon in town, and stopped by the aforementioned steakhouse for dinner, to catch up on our appetites before we headed toward Bryson City. Along the way, I spied a rock shop and "gem mine" on the side of the road and...

The Cottage.

Again, with the flashing lights.

And although, in my mind, there is never an "opportune time" to be pulled over by a cop, every single time that I get pulled over, seems to be at the most, "inopportune time".

For a little over the past year, the same "flashing lights" seem to pop up ...

Changing The Ending With My Ex.

Throughout the day, all I could think about was finally being alone with Paul.

I wish my friends had given me that kind of special entertainment on my 40th birthday. Angela had been through a lot with her contentious divorce, and now she knows she still has it, than...

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

**Trigger Wa...

All I can think about right now is walking up behind you while you are sitting at the desk you're at right this moment, reading this e-mail.

I'd go over and rest my hands on your shoulders, feeling you take a deep breath as I touched you, your skin so soft in my hands as I leaned over, whispering i...

17) Spectral Embrace.

The soft cotton of my nightdress whispers against my skin as I shift in the warmth of Jon's bed. His breathing is a steady rhythm beside me, deep and even in sleep. Thirty years of darkness have taught me to navigate the world through other senses the scent of his clean skin, ...

I've never been one of those women who can just parade around in their closet naked, looking for something to wear. I have to choose my outfit first and then lay it out on the bed so that I can just get ready. I don't know - it's just a thing. But today, for some reason, that's exactly where I am. S...

16) The Weight we Share.

The tabletop fountain gurgles, it is a soft, rhythmic pulse like a stone dropping or skipping into still water, over and over.

Lavender oil hangs in the air, thin enough to notice, but faint enough to ignore.

The office has two plush armchairs facing a third across a low ...

Chapter 13: The Ask

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An hour before...

She didn't even know if he would be back before the ball. She needed time. Way more time than what she already thought she had.

Kara paced in her room, reciting anything and everything that came out as one giant jumbled mess. Someth...

Cathy's Chronicles2- Cigar and Motel

After three semesters at SWT I knew the ropes. Or thought I did. Teddy and I weren't going steady any longer, but we still got together to dance, talk, and make out when I went home on weekends. Our experiences at the cabin established a limit he feared to appro...

Foreword:

This is the second part (Chapters 4, 5 and 6) of my story of love and sex in the Paris region. I'd just started my professional career after graduating as an engineer a few months earlier. It was with Monique and Nicole, two adorable twin sisters, two years younger than me. It was love at...

Madeline Smith came out of her closet, dropping clothes into her suitcase as her friend Amber looked on, sipping her wine and then said, "So this is really it?"

Madi laughed, "What do you mean?"

"You're finally going to do it?"

Madi rolled her eyes and walked back into the closet before emerging ...

I was running late and had to drop off my youngest and her two older siblings at my ex's place. His youthful second wife Jenna appeared as I screeched to a halt at the kerb. The kids bustled out, bags and coats in hand. Jenna walked the short stretch from the door to my van.

"Hi, all okay?"

She ha...

This is a stand-alone story. Some erotic sparks, but also slow-burn.

This story is fiction, and you are welcome to imagine the characters as you wish, but all characters are 18 years old or older. Events, nautical and geographical descriptions are as accurate as possible within the constraints of t...

"Penny! That's her name!" I told myself as the image of the young girl appeared dimly from out of the grey hazy depths of my memory. Suddenly, I was sitting back at the edge of the lunch counter of the HoJo's in Tempe. I was a college undergraduate in my junior year, trying to experience a social li...

It was night and Marcel felt the familiar dread the dark brought. He was alert, listening for the sound of airplanes - the airplanes that had dropped bomb after bomb on the French countryside turning parts of his once beautiful homeland in a wasteland of craters and dead vegetation.

Marcel turned 1...

It was just after 10 PM Mountain time when the door to the cabin opened. It had been just after 6 AM Central time when they'd arrived at the airport to check in for their flight. In between was a 3-hour delay in taking off, an unexpected detour to Chicago, and a two-hour drive in a Jeep from Boulder...

A/N: This is the first second person narrative story I'm writing and it's more of a short and sweet kind of story. Also, I know the phrase 'fuck you sideways' means something else, but this story is more of a literal translation of it. Hope y'all enjoy this as much as I loved writing it : D

Morning...

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Series contains bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote ...

15) The mud that binds us.

The gravel path crunches beneath my boots as I walk, my cane sweeping in low arcs ahead of me.

The sound tells me what I need to know all different in both sound and touch.

Each surface is different. Loose stone, packed earth, a slight dip to the left where water collec...

New Zealand. 4.30am on an ordinary Thursday morning.

I'm scrolling through the dating app. No. Nope, Definitely not....

Stop!  Oh my god. She is fucking georgous.

Just a head shot - nothing overtly sexual but oh so sensual. She drew me in and spun me around like a piece of paper in a tornado.

Th...

Sugar Is The Secret Ingredient!

--- Whether It's Awesome Chili or Meatballs

This story contains sexual activities and situations between consenting adults. All characters are above the age of eighteen. Any similarity to any individual, living or deceased, or location is coincidental and unintended...

Note: Thank you all for staying with the story so far and staying so engaged! I hope you continue following the story and finding it compelling! I have so much more story left to tell! As always, constructive criticism is welcomed and encouraged! I hope you enjoy the next chapter of On The Same Page...