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For all you romantics out there, here is our love stories section. These are stories of romance and love, which are generally on a deeper relationship level than stories in other categories. This story category focuses on falling in love, being in love, and developing a loving relationship. Please submit your real life or fictional love stories here.

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Cafe in the Rain

Pushing the coffee cup away, she rests her head on his shoulder. Her eyes close, shutting out the bustle of the busy café as she snuggles against him with a contented sigh. Her eyelids flutter as she's jolted by his arm, sliding around her back, drawing her close. They open fully when he kisses her forehead. Smiling, she tilts her face, looks up at him and gazes into his eyes. She stretches...Read On

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A Restless Evening, Part 1

Erin has a plan - but will it work?

She was asking for it. With that smug little smile and hand on her hip. Oh, she was going to get it. With that sheer, practically transparent nightgown and lacy panties. He didn’t know it yet, but she was ready. And he was going to give it to her. It was 6 o’clock, which meant Justin should be home any minute. Dinner was on the table, candles were lit, Erin was dressed - or at...Read On

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Ferry Girl

New relationship started on the way to work

This is my first ever story. There is no sex in this first part but this is the introduction as to how the two characters first meet. Please bear with it. Subsequent parts will include various sexual exploits of the couple. For once, I was ready for work early. As this was the first warm day of May, I thought I would catch the river ferry to work and enjoy the fresh air rather than the...Read On

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The Heartbreak Diaries: Taryn Bailey

A diary entry from Taryn Bailey...

March 13th ,  Dear Diary,    Well, today was shit. Nothing new there.    My work day was overloaded - like usual, I dropped my coffee and stained my shirt, ripped a stocking and the guy I've been trying to be semi-serious with is only interested in having a lay. Now, after being unable to decompress on my own, I'm sitting here on my couch with a bottle of Chardonnay and my largest -...Read On

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One in a Million

She realises dreams can come true...

She was a big beautiful woman about five-foot-six with shoulder length, rusty red hair, and hazel eyes. In her opinion, she was nothing special (although others told her often she was). She made the effort to help anyone she met without expecting anything but their respect in return. She often felt like a failure in love because all her past relationships had either been abusive or never...Read On

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Autumn blossom: the shadow of the past

The second part of the sequel to Summer loving, in which a shadow falls across Kate and Cath

I smiled. “If you were not called Adrian, and called me a Posh lesbian cunt, I should walk out now. I shouldn’t want my skin to touch yours, but since you are Adrian, your plc is pleased to finally meet you. And yes, I am wearing what you think I am under here. I got your usual message.” He laughed, relieved, I thought, that there had been a frisson and not a fuss. On-line relationships...Read On

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A Restless Evening, Part 2

All may not be going according to the plan... but this might be better...

In a single motion, Justin had pinned Erin to the bed. She gasped from the sudden gesture, her heart beating even faster than before. With that hint of mischief still in his eyes, Justin said, “I’m going to give you what you need, on one condition.” Erin felt her body tingle. The anticipation only increased her desires. “What’s the condition?” she implored,  maintaining eye contact. ...Read On

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The Mysterious Stranger

Mam and I have lived alone ever since Da died. I remember that day almost twenty five years ago as it were yesterday; there was a terrible storm and Da was outside fixing the tarpaulins covering the hay bales when a freak gust of wind uprooted the ancient oak tree beside the barn. Da was crushed under timbers from the barn and died a few hours later in hospital from his internal injuries. No...Read On

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The Vixen And The Kitten

Christopher finds his true love.

The Vixen And The Kitten   “Nonsense!” Margaret cried in response. I had merely told her that this being a work night, I couldn’t stay out late and had to get home early. I had an alarm clock in my immediate future. “You just don’t want to be with me tonight,” she asserted. She could be like that: disagreeable, cranky, selfish, impolite to the point of truculent, and a spoiled brat....Read On

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Autumn blossom: the power of love

In which Kate and Cath are toasted

As I made the coffee the following morning, my mind wandered back. Reading Jess’s story had triggered a powerful submissive response, but Summer’s account of using my Kate had taken it much further. With many women, perhaps most (who knew?) the idea of their loved one being used by another would have aroused jealousy or disgust; it had just aroused me. There was danger down that route. It...Read On

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Autumn Blossom: Triggering a Response

The fourth part of the story, which finds our heroine dancing

I slept the sleep of the unjust. Something had been woken, something in the deep parts of my psyche. It was good that Kate felt that reading Jess’s manuscript of the erotic humiliation and degradation of a Victorian lady at the hands of her maid, had given us the edge on Jessica, but it had clearly edged me in another way; perhaps two other ways. There was the obvious one, which was that I...Read On

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Autumn blossom: the opening

A sequel to my Summer loving series, the first part

Autumn smelt of wood-smoke and damp leaves decaying, giving a last gift where they could, but on the pavements of Little Jericho they simply added to the slipperiness of the rainy pavements. Early autumnal Oxford never failed to stir my heart. It was thus that I had first known it. The shiny, bright faces of the Freshers, new, up from their schools and colleges, made me smile. That had been...Read On

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Autumn blossom: the chill

The third part of the story - the shadow reaches out.

I heard her key in the lock. It was just after 7 o’clock; the bus had been on time. So was I. As Kate came through the door I met her with a glass of chilled chardonnay. “And how’s the worker?” I laughed. “Worthy of her hire, I hope?” “And you, too, darling. You are divine, best wife a woman could have. I need that wine.” She kicked off her shoes and curled her legs under her on the sofa....Read On

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Autumn blossom: the betrayal?

This is the sixth part of the story, and the plot, and other things, thicken

The bus stop in Beaumont Street was crowded.  The U5 was late, and the commuters out to the Business Park were all consulting their phones. Kate was restless. We’d risen a bit late, but I had managed to make her coffee and rustle up a croissant, rather rushing myself, so she had the time to get ready. It was a big day for her, and it was important that she was rested. As a good wife to be,...Read On