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April awoke to the sound of a winter wind blowing outside her window. She shivered a little at the sound, then sat up and took a couple deep breaths. To her relief, she didn’t cough and her lungs felt more or less clear. After checking her temperature to confirm that her fever was gone, April jumped out of bed and stretched.“It’s over,” she said aloud to the empty room, “That fucking disease is really over.”April had been bedridden for most of the last month. It had begun with a nasty flu and...
AnalRob stood at the door, fidgeting and waiting for April to answer his knock. He could hear her approach, so he straightened his stance and put a pleasant smile on his face, hoping she wouldn't notice how nervous he was. After all, he was simply there to have dinner as a friend, right?Rob and April met each other two years earlier when they were in training for a tech support job at a major insurance company. Rob immediately felt a connection with April, and they struck up a friendship. All...
April by Margaret Jeanette Martin was sitting at his desk at the realty company he and his wife co- owned. He was day dreaming about Maria, the dark haired new agent that he had hired six months before. He was thinking about last week when he had her up at his cottage and the magnificent sex they had enjoyed. Mondays were always slow and he was planning what day the two of them would be able to get together for more fun and frolicking. His wife, Susan entered the office with...
"Would our paths cross if every great loss had turned out our gain? Would our paths cross if the pain it had cost us was paid in vain?" -Poi Dog Pondering; "Thanksgiving" Robert sat in the wrought-iron patio chair in the warming morning air wondering if there was any way he could possibly make today a good day. He lifted his coffee cup and considered before sipping. Tracy and Derek Zimmerman. Though he didn't know it then, meeting them had been an important moment in his life....
This short story is an entry for the 2015 Literotica April Fools’ Day story contest. All characters involved in sexual situations in this story are eighteen years of age or older. * * * * She took one last sip of coffee, grabbed her lunch bag and picked up the thick stack of papers she’d worked all night on. But as she hurried to leave, she noticed the calendar on the kitchen wall still said March. She shifted her lunch to her other hand, the same one securing the papers under her arm, and...
Chapter One Her first conscious thought was, I'm awake. She hadn't opened her eyes just yet, but was aware of sounds and that she was cold. The second conscious thought was that she had a Blacksmith using the inside of her head as an anvil and was hitting a particularly hard piece of metal with a four-pound lump hammer. She groaned and cursed red wine. She always got a hangover after drinking red wine and reminded herself of the often-made promise to stick to the voddy. April then realised...
Her gaze fell onto the wheels of her computer chair. The round blob of very dark gray plastic was covered by a thin hood, as if it were a real car tire that could throw up dirt. The color was supposed to be black, yet it was not nearly dark enough. Thousands of tiny little impurities in the surface kept the surface matte without reflection. Surely, this was the most boring thing to focus on. Yet, it provided peace and calm to follow the mechanical details of the chair. ‘Your friends don’t love...
Edited by Angel Love. Thanks as always Consider: In most major events, it is the little things that can make or break them. In 1986, the Challenger space shuttle was lost due to a cheap O ring that probably cost less than a few dollars. Because of that, seven lives and hundreds of millions of dollars were lost. Consider: It is often mentioned that a blood clot, sometimes so small that it takes a microscope to see it, can kill someone. Blood flow to a critical part of the brain is blocked and...
Chapter 1My story begins when my fam ily visited my aunt and uncle’s house over the summer. I was going into my senior year of high school and it was time for our fam ily’s annual visit to my Aunt April’s house. She was my mom’s s*s ter and they had always been very close always making sure to keep in touch and visit. It would most likely be my last fam trip for awhile since I was going off to college the following year. I didn’t mind going at all, we usually had a good visit and I always...
The school year was winding down and one day I had planned to spend the night watching TV when my Friend Brad phoned. You see the whole year he had been persuing her and all the while she would shoot him down. Then out of the blue she agrees. "That great Brad, but why call me?" I asked. "My Folks are away on their second honeymoon and I was tasked with watching April tonight." I could already tell where Brad was heading. "No!" I said very sternly. "Come on dude, it'll only be for a few hours."...
It was a Friday night and I been home all day. Normally I'm alone on Friday nights unless a friend calls and wants to hang out. I mostly like to stay home on Fridays because that's when I would have the house to myself. My mom goes out of town every Friday so I'm used to being alone most of the time. But tonight was different, something unexpected happened. So later when my mom left the house, I went to take a shower and most likely flop on the couch and watch some TV. I was sitting there...
Straight SexIntroduction: Cheerleader Captain gets group raped by nerds April My name is April Caughman. This is a story of the day that changed my life. I was 18 when it happened. I am 510 with long brown hair. My 36c breast always caught the attention of most straight males. I have been involved with Cheerleading my whole life. So my body was lean with long muscular legs. I was the Cheerleading Captain for my high school. While most of my friends dated a lot I had only had a couple boyfriends. I had sex...
April walked through the door, throwing her graduate cap onto the couch. I did my best to be cheerful. “Congratulations, my little graduate girl.” She disrobed her back-pack and threw it onto the couch also. ‘It’s just rehearsal.’ “What’s wrong?” She threw her arms out. “What’s wrong? Oh, let me see. I don’t have money for college. I don’t have a car. And I’m the only one who borrows her mom’s ’85 sedan…freaking embarrassing.” I crossed my arms. “We’ve been over this, April.” “Yeah, I know.’...
April walked through the door, throwing her graduate cap onto the couch. I did my best to be cheerful. “Congratulations, my little graduate girl.” She disrobed her back-pack and threw it onto the couch also. "It's just rehearsal." “What’s wrong?” She threw her arms out. “What’s wrong? Oh, let me see. I don’t have money for college. I don’t have a car. And I’m the only one who borrows her mom’s ’85 sedan…freaking embarrassing.” I crossed my arms. “We’ve been over this, April.” “Yeah, I know."...
ReluctanceLittle April was not the best student in Sunday school.Usually she slept through the class.One day the teacher called on her while she was napping, "Tell me, April, who created the universe?"When April didn't stir, little Johnny, a boy seated in the chair behind her, took a pin and jabbed her in the rear. "GOD ALMIGHTY!" shouted April and the teacher said, "Very good" and April fell back asleep.A while later the teacher asked April, "Who is our Lord and Saviour," But, April didn't even stir...
We were in Spanish II together in high school. April was a senior and I a junior, but that didn't matter. I don't remember exactly how it started, but she was interested and so was I. What I most remember is wanting and frustration. That's not too unusual in high school, of course, but what I couldn't figure out is what she wanted. One day hot, one day cold, once a promising afternoon under a tree on the hillside behind my house, no one around, the perfect moment, her in my arms, an extra...
It's been two months since my beautiful April was taken by my friend Marc and our sex life has never been better. It's like a switch was flipped inside her. She practically begs for it now. To be honest I was worried she'd be craving black cock because of that old expression, but once I told her Marc was sterile too she couldn't get enough of my fat cock. She'd often fantasize about me putting another baby in her, when she'd fuck me from on top I would see her rubbing her perfectly flat...
SwingerWhen Jenna left, I collapsed naked on my bed. I was exhausted, laying on my back I was soon asleep. I was awoken to the sensations of my hard cock being milked by a small soft hand, and firm tits pressing into my chest. Keeping my eyes closed I enjoyed the touches. "Jenna must be back" I thought as I lay there. When the body slid up mine, bringing her tits and nipples within reach of my mouth, I knew that it wasn't Jenna. These tits were firmer and slightly smaller, and the nipples...
I first noticed April at professional functions. I sat next to her once at a benefit. She was a fascinating dinner partner, her knowledge of our community and her long-time efforts on the behalf of major charities made her scintillating dinner companion. I would have pursued her then, but she had to leave early to attend one of her children's school concert. She left a good impression on me; her attire was always conservative and elegant-I found her very sexy. One day she wanted to set up an...
Manhattan was sinking, or so it felt to the few people who dared to get out of under a roof that night. The sky poured water so violently and in such abondance that it hurt the back of the unlucky ones who had to run from shelter to shelter, bent in two and holding a soaked hat, a newspaper or more rarely, a worn umbrella over their head. Relatively protected from the deluge by a low balcony, a dark figure stood in a poorly lit alley, watching the occasionnal car drive by slowly. His felt hat...
You are harry a 18 year old mechanic and car enthusiast. You look like: you have glasses, brunette hair shirt on the sides and medium on the top, your tall and have an athletic body with abs and very protrusive veins in your legs, neck and arms. April is your bestfriend who You think has friend-zoned you... little do you know she feels the same about you and is also scared that if she tells you that you won’t be friends with her anymore. ———————————-—-————————————— It is a Saturday evening at...
I first met April when I was 16. We were in our high school’s marching band together, she was the same age as me, but she already had enormous tits. I swear they must have been at least DD’s. Just thinking about them was enough for me to be able to masturbate, which at that age I was doing a lot. We were good friends, but I never was able to build up the courage to ask her out. If I had the balls to I would have, not just because she had the best rack I’ve ever seen, and not because her ass was...
Once I had agreed to give her “lessons”, then we had to figure out when to do that. It wasn’t like we needed a regular night to fool around. I figured I could pretty well show her the whole ball of wax in one twenty minute session. It was just a matter of getting those twenty minutes in circumstances where her squealing, which I was dedicated on producing, wouldn’t get me thrown in jail. The opportunity came without warning. Jill was baking cookies one night, and ran out of brown sugar. She...
After high school we went our separate ways, she was going to Northern Arizona University, and I opted for a local community college. I finished my associates degree at the community college then transferred to Arizona State’s West Campus. My first semester there I took an acting class, because I had always wanted to give that a try and never had a chance to until then. First day of class was one of the biggest surprises of my life; April was in that same class. We chatted catching up...
Well, that's not exactly true, as you'll see in a minute. The thing is, I couldn't have written anything this month, anyhow, especially since I didn't do a thing that you'd be interested in. My daughter got sick. She's only eight years old, and all kinds of awful things have been going around in the Boston suburbs all this winter. We went on holiday, and as soon as we got back she got something. She had a bad sore throat, and she was allergic to the antibiotics. She had to go to the...
By the beginning of April Greg's life was busy. He bounced between Bonner and Aspen. It was no secret. He brought Evan, Tyler and Alden along one time or another. Alden made some friends but Evan and Tyler simply tolerated it for Greg's sake. The cousins seemed to tag-team him throughout the rest of the week. They rarely phoned him. Usually he would find one or the other at his door with an invitation to spend a few hours hanging out. It was flattering in its way, but it left Greg slightly...
Now, you may think that, once this unorthodox arrangement had been worked out, I would have jumped in with both feet. After all, I had just been given access to titillating teenaged titties, and lush lips to lick, along with pretty, pouty pussy petting, and, for you English majors out there, all sorts of other opportunities for alliteration. But it's one thing to get involved with a woman in a natural way, on a date, or after spending some time together. It's completely another to say...
I said that nothing new happened over the next three months. What that means is that there was no escalation of our activities. She did not pull back from me or anything, but she was busy at school, and I had some projects that needed extra time to get done, so I spent a little less time at their house. I knew things were okay between us, because she still gave me long, passionate kisses in the hallway, or if we were in some part of the house alone. So I was pretty sure that, if getting my...
I thought I’d pull a fast one on Cindy, so I left a note on the kitchen table that I’d had to go out of town on a project and didn’t know when I’d be back, and for her to just go on to bed. Then, thinking I would outwit her, because she’d go get in my bed, I went to sleep in hers. I was awakened by a naked body sliding into bed with me. Until, upon finding that bed occupied, when she thought I was at work, she shrieked. Apparently my bed wasn’t as attractive if I wasn’t in it. I got her...
I guess I was a bit of a late bloomer; I didn't have my first orgasm until I was eighteen years old. I had never been particularly interested in boys and sex and all that. My family wasn't well off, and if I was going to get into a decent university (unlike my sister Valerie who was still living at home and going to community college), I would have to get really good grades. I had tried masturbating before. Everyone said there was nothing wrong with it, that it's totally natural, etc etc. It...
This story examines another angle of the theme Smith laid out in two earlier tales: "The Abattoir" and "The Culling Lottery."Most anthropologists agree that many prehistoric human tribes practiced cannibalism; the premise here is that in a world ravaged by overpopulation and hunger, desperation has brought it back and profiteering has turned it into big business.With a high demand for young female flesh, huge breeding farms have sprung up to provide not only meat products, but other services...
It seems that all the most fun stuff happens on Friday. Maybe it is because about a third of the people take the day off and the rest of them are thinking about the weekend. Never mind thinking about fun things to do not related to work!Anyway, it was Friday afternoon, and my coworker Becky and I were looking out the window watching the few afternoon fitness freaks taking their afternoon walks, jogs, and runs. She was commenting on various gals that went by, revealing various items of gossip...
Office SexSo I came back home for the summer and was looking for a little extra cash...My neighbor has two sons and a daughter, in 4th, 8th, and 10th grade....She was looking for someone to tutor them all in math and writing, and I offered to help out, and she was delighted to give me the position. 17 bucks an hour aint too bad and helping the k**s is really easy, so I jumped on the job.After my first pay check, my neighbor also offered free use of their pool:"Oh and please I know it's blistering hot...
It was a Friday night and I been home all day. Normally I’m alone on Friday nights unless a friend calls and wants to hang out. I mostly like to stay home on Fridays because that’s when I would have the house to myself. My mom goes out of town every Friday so I’m used to being alone most of the time. But tonight was different, something unexpected happened. So later when my mom left the house, I went to take a shower and most likely flop on the couch and watch some TV. I was sitting there...
I’d been out all morning. I deposited a check into our bank account, then went out for breakfast, then got an overdue oil change, and then went shopping at a ladieswear place called Just Hers, which had opened about a month earlier. A friend of mine named Rita told me she shops there and raved about the place. I bought a few pairs of super-tiny see-through panties, a minidress, and a pair of very figure-hugging faux leather pants. I’d always wanted a pair of tight leather pants, but they were...
I didn't plan it, but Cindy graduated into upper division classes that night. After her third finger-induced orgasm that night, she rested long enough to explain that ever since she'd started masturbating (which happened one night after she sat on my lap when she was twelve or thirteen) she had experienced what she believed were orgasms. On the night of her first date, she found out they were only the precursors to orgasms. If you've ever masturbated, you know about that point just before...
Bill's Adventures - April01 by Bun2bch(mf, cons)### This work should only be read if it is legal for you to do so. This is a work of fiction, please do not read it if you may be offended. Comments are welcome at the above email address. Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. This story is set in the UK where driving is legal at 17 and sex is legal at 16. ================================I sat at the kitchen...
With an audible "swoosh", the compressed air from the gun sent the grapple slicing across through the night sky. It reached its target with precision accuracy, planting itself deep into the brick wall. She attached the other end to a pipe, checking that the rope was taut. The shadowy figure gracefully slid down the fibers, never losing her balance. Upon reaching the building, she quickly launched herself onto the roof of the entrance. Five seconds later, the door sprang open and an armed...
I had talked with Ben for a few months, we were both into bondage, I was very submissive. He had a definite dominant streak in him, but was a bit low on confidence. We both had roommates, so it’d been impossible to get together, especially with my not being fully open about being bi yet. Well, now we had that chance, and having bought plenty of rope, I was ready for him to come over. Around two PM on Saturday there was a knock on the door, and I eagerly opened it. It was Ben. Though...
It’s a surprisingly warm night for fall, probably one of the last nice ones we’ll have until next spring.We’re out on a rare “date night,” rare because raising a rambunctious toddler doesn’t leave you much time (or money) to enjoy each other like we used to pre-baby. So we’re out strolling amongst families and kids at the last night of the state fair. The leaves are just beginning to change, pops of color catching the last rays of the sun as it sets behind picturesque blue, smoky mountains. A...
Still at the boring club with this one.Having a club meant working for a committee who decides everything by vote, so really I had twelve bosses to keep happy and I never did. At one time or another one of them wanted rid of me because I'd upset them somehow. Luckily for me the majority liked me so was never in any threat of being fired. One bonus of having a committee was that if I was ever short staffed or the bar was overly busy, they had to help out. Some had done bar work before and if...
Oral SexSo im an average guy with a kinky hobby...... i have a feminine curvy smooth body which looks fantastically good in womens clothing!On this particular hot summers day i was walking in my local beauty spot as usual i had my normal clothes on but underneath was black lace suspenders crothless panties with matching bra.... i walked past plenty of people and even had the odd short conversations about the usual shite and no one was any the wiser what i was wearing underneath my jeans and t shirt!!...
I was shopping one quiet Thursday afternoon some time ago (I was in my early 30's) and about to leave when I made a visit to the Men's Room. As I reached the entrance, there stood an attractive young Latina woman (early 20's) who was waiting outside the storeroom doorway. She was one of the "Environmental Service" workers hired by whichever department store I was in at the moment.She was humming and swaying to a tune inside her head as I looked to my left and noticed her. She was about 5' 3"...
(MF, cheat, oral)Mark is a fucking hunk! And I can't stand it that Sharon is squeezing him on an exclusive basis. Sharon is the drum major for the school band and I'll admit that she looks great in her little uniform, but I know that Mark could be mine if I went after him. After all I'm the most popular girl in the whole fucking school. Sharon looks like a mouse compared to me. The reason I'm pissed is that Mark was going with me prior to Sharon, and he wouldn't even be with her now if I hadn't...
It’s a surprisingly warm night for fall, probably one of the last nice ones we'll have until next spring.We're out on a rare “date night;” rare because raising a rambunctious toddler doesn't leave you much time (or money) to enjoy each other like we used to pre-baby. So we're out strolling amongst families and kids at the last night of the state fair. The leaves are just beginning to change, pops of color catching the last rays of the sun as it sets behind picturesque blue, smoky mountains. A...
ExhibitionismPhoenix AZ © 2002 Mark is a fucking hunk! And I can't stand it that Sharon is squeezing him on an exclusive basis. Sharon is the drum major for the school band and I'll admit that she looks great in her little uniform, but I know that Mark could be mine if I went after him. After all I'm the most popular girl in the whole fucking school. Sharon looks like a mouse compared to me. The reason I'm pissed is that Mark was going with me prior to Sharon, and he wouldn't even be with her...
By now you may have tumbled to the concept that trying to teach a vibrant, young woman about sex ... sort of has to involve ... well ... sex. But I was still delusional about that. I kept thinking I could mediate things ... slow things down ... control the situation. And, since in the weeks after that, all she did was get me alone to give me those toe-curling kisses every once in a while, I thought I was in control. True, those kisses now involved her rubbing her loins against mine while...
I woke up when the bed moved. I opened my eyes to see Cindy, naked, standing on her knees in bed beside me. She pushed hair out of her eyes. “The bed is wet!” she exclaimed. “I’ll change the sheets,” I mumbled. Guys always want to fix things, whenever a woman says something is out of kilter. “Stuff is leaking out of me!” she squealed, reaching between her legs. “Sorry,” I muttered. There wasn’t anything I could do about that. She leaned over and put one hand on my chest, her...
Two hours (and at least seven orgasms) later we went to get the boys and take them to visit their mother. I dropped them off at the hospital, telling them I'd be back in two hours. I had an appointment with a prospective client's attorney. My job is one I made up. I'm a mechanical engineer, and one day while I was trying to assemble something, I thought of a much better way to design some of the parts. So I drew the designs, made prototypes, and applied for patents on them. Then I went...
It would have been easy to stay in her bed. She'd have let me. She'd have let me fuck her too. But somebody had to be the adult. I imagine there were a few snorts out there, just now, at me characterizing myself as being "adult" in this situation. Those people would say it wasn't adult of me to do anything at all with a fifteen-year-old girl, and then do more with a sixteen-year-old girl, and then keep doing more and more while she was seventeen until I fucked her. "Ludicrous" is a...
I brought her food in to find her watching The Price Is Right. She clicked it off and tried to scoot up so she was sitting. I had to help her. We were both still nude, but it seemed okay, somehow. They had one of those little tables that bridges the lap for breakfast in bed, and it was sitting on the dresser, so I got that and put her food on it in front of her. I had also brought my own sandwich in, so I sat down and munched on it. She ate a few bites, and looked at me, sitting beside her...
There was very little traffic on the roads that Sunday morning, which was okay by me. I, my sister and her friend Melissa were on our way into the city proper.They often invited me to their outings, though perhaps the fact that I had a car was partly responsible for that. I really did enjoy their company though. Melissa was a fun, not to mention attractive, girl and my sister and I had always gotten along well."Aren't we there yet?" Melissa called out from the backseat."What are you, a k**?"...
Fooled into Bed with My S!ster #3"S-Stop, it's fine. Just shut up," Anna said, her voice urgent.‘Wait, what?’ I thought, picking up on what she'd said. ‘If it was a guy? Does she mean that she and Anna...’"Wait, what do you mean by that?" I asked."It's nothing! Let's not talk about it, please?" Anna begged."Was she waiting for you that night?" I insisted."Uh, yeah. Sorry if that's personal," Melissa said, looking at Anna. "Oh, fuck. I fucked up again, didn't I?"She looked even more ridden with...
Fooled into Bed with My S!ster #2Near the end of the evening, as people were starting to leave, I stood in the kitchen talking to Matt and Rick once again. Us three, and some girl who was barely paying attention, were discussing basketball when Melissa came up to me."No way, man. Mudiay is definitely the first pick," Rick assured us, gesturing wildly."If you say so, I just think-""Hey, Sam," Melissa said, interrupting me. She wrapped her arms around my waist from behind, her globes mashing up...
Fooled Again Synopsis: This Genie just can't help falling for the same trick every time. Tommy and Sarah help Jesse to realize her dream by once again calling upon the Genie. [-][+][-] On April Fool's Day, there were two friends sitting down to eat in a local cafe with a teen girl. When dinner was ordered, they began to talk. "Well, Jesse, what about you? You still getting the operation?" asked Sarah. 'Poor kid, she is where I was last year. Glad that Tommy and I switched...
George Santayana: "Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." I guess the modern equivalent of this would be the movie "Groundhog day," where poor Bill Murray continually lives out the same fucked up day over and over again. Then in the middle we have of course Scotty's famous line from Star Trek: "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. The elderly man behind the counter looked perplexed as I spoke to him. I'm sure by now you're wondering what the...
When it came to women Caleb Burkheim was a novice; a true babe in the woods, yeah he was about as inexperienced as a man could be. Sure he liked women; he liked them a lot, it was just that he could never seem to get his ducks in line. He was always on the wrong page; always looking to the left when he should have been looking to the right. His most recent wave of calamities had started with Sandy. Sandy was a real looker; the cat’s meow, the proverbial rose amidst the thorns. In fact...
Maureen’s mom had walked her daughter through her earliest years; her injury, those awful first months when she nearly died, the little boy who was her companion and savior, their separation, and her subsequent surgeries and therapy. Maureen listened at first with polite condescension, but her patronizing demeanor soon evaporated; fading into disbelief, then confusion and denial; and last to appreciation, an appreciation tempered with profound feelings of guilt and grief, guilt over her own...