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At the Summit Ch 12

At the Summit – Part Twelve ————————————————- by Richard Williams Copyright 2005, All rights reserved ————————————————- Contributed by Richard Williams for the enjoyment of Literotica’s readers. This fictional story is copyrighted and may only be used for your personal pleasure. It may not be sold, distributed, or posted on another website without the author’s permission. ————————————————- AT THE SUMMIT by Prof. Richard W. (formerly of the University of ____________) ...

And He Called It Research

Philip Johnson Prologue The offer of impressive things for free creates greed. Start by throwing in a generous amount of free vacation with impressive free goodies, and all worth tens of thousands of dollars. Add a few vital ingredients like…well let’s throw in a great amount of nudity. Add a lot of passion and lust, and cook the recipe in a hot tropical setting. Spread around and through your average monogamous couples living average and pretty proper lives, and that don’t know each other,...

The Relationship Business

Author’s Note: Here is my Valentine’s Day story, better late than never. This is a sequel to Unexpected Gifts, although it stands on its own. Many thanks to my beta readers. Please vote and send feedback! ============================================= The Relationship Business © 2010 All Rights Reserved January 6 ‘Sir, I’m flattered, but…I really don’t know if I’m right for this position.’ Val squirmed in his seat and resisted the urge to run a hand through his hair. ‘Oh, don’t worry,...

Summer Nights

A Seasonal Clef story Dana got us into this. She said that we had it wrapped up. We couldn’t lose. I’ve heard that before. I’m Oswald MacDonald, but everyone calls me Mac. I’m 6’6′ tall and I weigh almost 165 lbs dressed and wet, a beanpole, in other words. I exercise and lift weights, but I still don’t gain weight. To add to that, to all intents and purposes, I’m the invisible man. People just act like I’m not there most of the time. They talk about me while I’m standing in front of them....

Homecoming Ch 06

This chapter was edited to correct a date discrepancy/error that was driving me crazy — no more, no less. Everything else in the story is exactly the same. Cheers again to Techsan and the wonderful editing job on this piece. I seem to be making the same editing mistakes over and over again. Hopefully, Techsan will train all of this out of me. Also, thank all of you who have read this story and made comments. It really helps me keep on track. Please continue to leave comments — good and bad....

Just Say Yes

Edited by Red Martha. In ‘Joanne’s Metamorphosis’ my male protagonist was a successful writer of country music, I’ve only borrowed a sliver or two from that story theme. My musical tastes are eclectic, I enjoy classical, jazz, blues, classic rock, alternative rock and country—pretty much anything other than gangsta’ rap. My son reintroduced me to country several years ago, from Patsy and Hank to Toby and Brad, I love the stories and the tunes. Those who follow modern country will note that...

Pages of a Day Ch 02

[Writer’s note: This story contains several Hebrew and Yiddish words that should be defined or explained: Mohel: Highly skilled Jew who performs circumcisions. Can be a rabbi or an M.D. Kabbalah: mystical writings, should only be read by men over 40 years of age. Brit milah: circumcision ceremony for eight-day old boy. Meshuga: Crazy. Aufruf: a Yiddish word meaning ‘calling up’ and refers to calling up the bridegroom and bride to the Torah before their wedding day, at a synagogue....

Life after Death Ch 07

The weirdest thing was that my life had taken such a dramatic turn in the last 5 weeks, I had spent a weekend with a great woman and we had taken time getting to know each other over the following weeks. We found that we seemed to be able to talk for hours but also, as you will have noticed from previous chapters, I had also had some of the best sex I could remember. I needed to get to know Rachel better, and how she felt about taking our relationship further, I was enchanted by her and...

The Plantation Changes Hands

(This story is dedicated to a beautiful woman I know, who I have yet to see. She has been my inspiration and, provided me with this story idea, and insights into Jasmine’s feelings and thoughts. I would love to have your comments and have you email me and tell me what you think of the story, or even chat with me about ideas for other stories or anything else.) * I come from an old North Carolina family. I’ve been working for the Department of Agriculture for a number of years. My father and...

Picking up the Pieces Ch 06

Chapter 6 From Ecstasy to Anguish January 2006 Phillip, two months shy of age five, was enrolled in kindergarten. Brian rode in the backseat with him, giving him instructions as how to interact with other kids as Peggy drove the SUV. ‘Don’t try to kiss any girls the first day,’ Brian advised. ‘BRIAN,’ Peggy shouted from the driver’s seat. ‘Wait until the second day,’ Brian said. ‘BRIAN,’ Peggy shouted again. ‘Do you want to get him kicked out on his second day?’ she asked, blushing. ‘On...

Rhapsody in the Rain

The day started off normal enough. Well, normal enough for Melissa Holbrook, if for no one else, including Michael Edward Deford, her riding buddy. Suddenly she stopped peddling, jumped off her bike and sprinted over to a man walking his dog as he puffed on a cigarette. ‘Excuse me, but don’t you know that smoking causes lung cancer and heart disease? Not to mention that it annoys those around you and might cause collateral damage to them. You really should stop.’ They had been peddling along...

Haven

The hollow autumn moon lingered low on the murky midnight horizon as a brisk, winter kissed wind relentlessly rolled along the harbor, effortlessly gathering up acrid ocean aromas that easily carried far inland. The stringent, salty stench added a bitter bite to the chilly, late November night, giving most just cause to keep locked indoors, safely sheltered away from the unpleasantly seasonal elements. In the hours since the sun had faded far, into the distant west, the temperature, had...

Whatever Gets You Through The Night

What Ever Gets You Through The Night. By Hotfeet (All location references are to the UK) I watched the surreal landscape pass by. A mixture of ghostly fields and towns, mixed with the near white blur of hedges and trees. It was late January. The weather had suddenly changed from surprisingly mild, to a more seasonal frosty. After three hours on the train, I had become lost in my own thoughts. I’d almost forgotten why I was journeying down south. My life at that moment had become...

Erotic Potential

By nature, I am an introvert. That doesn’t mean that I am unfriendly or uninterested in things going on around me. It does mean that I am more of an observer than a participant and a thinker/processor more than a mindless impulsive player in whatever was going on in the center stage. In short, I am not a major source of entertainment at parties and get-togethers, I am the guy sitting on the side watching and smiling while others are going overboard to impress the others. My wife on the other...

Adrian Shared Love

I had seen Adrian many times before. It wasn’t like you could miss her. We lived in the same apartment complex and her husband was stationed at the same base with me, even though we weren’t in the same unit. She had a little girl about three years old and the two of them were frequent visitors to both the apartment pool and the beach across the street. Even though she didn’t flaunt it and actually appeared very shy, every swimsuit she wore accented her beauty. She had marvelous breast that...

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