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The DReAMers part 2

The girl stood on the shore with her long rustic hair blowing in the onshore breeze as she spread her arm's wide and closed her eyes with the sea lapping around her bare feet. She smiled and breathed deeply of the brisk fresh air as she listened to the sounds of the waves crashing on the rocks in the distance. Behind her, on the beach, the people were enjoying the late afternoon sun as it glowed in the deep blue sky. Opening her eyes, the girl looked over her shoulder at the people. Some...

The Blind Girl in the Rain part 2

The room quietly echoed to the sounds of city life as I lay there staring up into the fading dark as the world turned and night slipped into the beginnings of the new day. Sleep had been fitful. The constant turning of my mind as random thoughts flared, flickered and faded keeping me awake until the early hours. Night visions dancing in the darkness always bringing me back to the way she looked at me and the dawning realization that nothing would be the same again. I got up and sat on...

Temptress In a D Cup Part 1 of 2

It was a Saturday night and we were getting ready to go to a party. My girlfriend, Rita was preening in front of the mirror, applying her finishing touches. I’d been ready to go for forty-five minutes.“How do I look?” she asked, and of course there could be only one answer to that.“Fabulous!” I said, “Drop-dead gorgeous. Good enough to eat!”Rita is a good-looking girl, no one would argue that. She’s twenty-five years old, with a sleek athletic body, long auburn hair and baby blue eyes. We met...

Rebuilding Faith Ch 12

Anticipation of good things to come energized Bill, as he drove the car from the hospital parking lot to the front door. Faith had finally been released and declared fit to return to normal life. He was eager to coddle and care for her, and to restore the woman that fallen in love with. Faith looked pitiful, sitting in the wheelchair, resting a hand on her forehead to shield her battered face from a passerby. The voluminous, gray NYU sweatshirt thoroughly hid her femininity. He felt a tingle...

The Blameless Bystander Ch 12

Chapter 12—Turning Point James woke up next to Tracey early the next morning. He was surprised to be so wide awake because they were up into the small hours making love to each other in every way that they could think of. Lying still in the half light of morning, he mulled over the complications of adding a third lover into his life, and thinking how worthwhile that would be. Tracey’s voluptuous body was only a small part of his motivation. Her high-energy lovemaking style was a factor, too,...

Tim and Abbie 11 A relaxing Sunday

They finally go to sleep that night, holding each other as now is their habit. Both find having Abbie snuggled up against Tim’s chest and stomach, his cock just against her crack is their favorite way to sleep.Sunday sun rises and they stir from sleep. While Abbie has the question on the tip of her tongue all last night, she held back from asking it. But now, as they lie together arm in arm adjusting to the new day, she asks Tim in a small voice, “Do you have things you have to do today?”Tim...

Making A Wife s Fantasy Come true

The following is one of my wifes most delicious sexual fantasy's! Much of this was a set up as I would have planned it all out and have gotten these men together before hand! My wife is an incredibly attractive red head and a very buxom woman at 42. She has been concerned that her sex appeal is starting to wane, but she needn't worry as if you ever saw her she would make not only your tongue hard, but your dick as well! She is 5' 4" tall 135 lbs and has 40" DD tits! She is a looker by...

TEMPTRESS in a D CUP 0

It was a Saturday night and we were getting ready to go to a party. My girlfriend Rita was preening in front of the mirror, applying her finishing touches. I’d been ready to go for 45 minutes. “How do I look?” she asked, and of course there could be only one answer to that. “Fabulous!” I said, “Drop-dead gorgeous. Good enough to eat!” Rita is a good-looking girl, no one would argue that. She’s 25 years old and about 5-5 with an athletic body, long auburn hair and baby blue eyes. We...

One Interesting Happy Hour

It was payday Friday and as was the norm, my best friend, Debbie, and I were on our way to happy hour at our favorite bar. Debbie and I had been working in the same office for the past three years and had become the closest of friends. We told each other everything that was going on in our lives, our family dramas, our problems at work and even the intimate details of our love lives. Every Friday after we got paid, we would go out for our little girls’ night out, have a few drinks and chat...

Conducted

I had spent enough nights at home crying during short term breakups with Scott. I am going to enjoy it while I could just like he always does. My selfish thoughts interrupted by Ann tripping on the chair and stumbling into me. As she caught her self I looked up found myself staring at her perfect C cup tits in my face. Wow. Never noticed how nice they were before. "Congrats on those beauts." I said while leaning in trying to plant my face in her chest. Denied. She smacked me upside the head...

The Return of the Intern Chapter 3 The Aftermath

We never made it to a party that night. We cooked and watched a movie--just like a normal couple. And then found other ways to pass the time. I left at some point the next day. Kay already had evening plans for a "girls night" with friends. In Kay's world that could mean anything. Sometimes it was innocent drinks and conversation with friends. Other times it was not-so-innocent drinks followed by finger-banging one another on the cab ride home. I didn't know what kind of night she had...

White part I format fixed 0

I am reposting this story because of a formatting issue. I have also done some hack-editing. This is a rather lengthy work of fiction. If you’re looking for a story that gets right to the flesh of the matter it’s not the story you’re after. I wrote this about people and not necessarily about the act itself. It’s meant to be entertaining. For fun try playing some of the music that’s mentioned as u read. I’d like to thank all of the authors that have inspired me to write this story in...

Only The Moon Could See

Tank leaned on the bar, enjoying the feel of a cold bottle in his hand, the taste of beer on his tongue, and the friendly chaos of the clubhouse where he and his brothers went to unwind. Classic rock ‘n’ roll thumped and wailed out of the jukebox. Drunken laughter and the clack of pool balls echoed around him. Neon signs advertising every manner of alcohol decorated the walls, glowing in a riot of colors behind a haze of cigarette and cigar smoke.Nearly half the chapter was here tonight. Eleven...

The Weekend 4

I walked in the door and received a warm smile from Tracy, she immediately pours me a Guinness and with a concerning tone says, "That bad, huh?" I sigh heavily and blow a whisp of bangs out of my eyes. Tracy has been a great friend over the last few years, ever since I moved to her home town. After graduating from college, I accepted a high paying although high stress corporate job. I met her at the local gay bar and was so thankful when she befriended me and helped me during that...

My Husband Likes to Watch

My name is Jennifer, and I’ve waited ten years to tell this story about myself and my husband, Ben, and how his compulsion to watch me with other men has affected our lives, with only some sadness. It will be hard for most people to understand how newlyweds could get to that place in their relationship, but it happened over a period of months for us. Although I saw the signs early on, I was too aroused and hungry to enjoy the endless supply of new cocks to stop. Looking back gives me...

In the Woods

It was always a home away from home. Then after about three years at my current job, the weekend cabin finally became home to me. It was a couple of acres with just a cabin & small lake. Once the deed was transferred into my name, I upgraded everything in the cabin. From the water, solar power, furnishings and I even installed WIFI, so I could even work from home in the event of an emergency. The cabin was surrounded by tons of trees. I had a path made from the cabin to the main highway. ...

Laurel

As I reached the top of the stairs an elderly gentleman gave me a program for the day’s services. He wore a dark blue topcoat over what I somehow assumed to be a three-piece suit. He seemed to have lost weight as he got older, and what had once been craggy, aristocratic good looks now appeared tired. I took the program and entered the Cathedral. The floor, which I remembered from childhood to be concrete, had been recently paved with brown and tan marble tiles. The Cathedral does...

The interracial Sexual Surrogate Chapter five

This is a continuing story about a poor childless young black couple that desperately wants a child and the wife is unable to conceive. My wife a white woman is so good at having children, and we already have six! She has offered herself through a local service then finds out that the couple in need is black! Chapter five For Deanna naked blindfolded, and tied helplessly apart, could do nothing to stop the “Eight Ball” only being able to scream out the word no! The ball like a black...

Home Education

by Lamia Fangs I return barely two weeks ago from my high school third grade English course exchange trip. This year, we organized a trip to the state of West Virginia in the United States. I must confess that I was not excited at all about the idea of spending two months on a farm in the middle of nowhere on the American prairies, surrounded by cows and horses, even if it was the U.S. of A. Finally, it came the holidays, I took my plane and after eight hours of flying and two connections, I...

Visionary

Some call me a visionary, others a nerd, but most call me perverted. That's why I'm in this institution, undergoing mundane group therapies, watching headcases substantiate their titles, and secretly flushing the medicinal concoctions I'm given daily. At first, I was angry; but have learned to become a passive drone, partially in self-preservation, and partially because the staff remains blissfully unaware that I continue my “disgusting” research with my true friend and co-conspirator...

WHITE pt I

I'm new and also new to writing. this story is a rather lengthy work of fiction so hang with me if you can. I'll be the first to admit that I am no English professor but this story isn't about English or, professors. It's about people.-That's my apology in advance for my abuse of the language and keyboard. ..Okay and punctuation and form and structure and so on. I hope you enjoy! Post a comment or shoot me a message with your thoughts. White pt.I It...

The Pizza Came II

If you have read the previous story you know I met Tammi when a customer in the bar I work at ordered pizza for everyone in the bar. You also know that Tammi was a 22 year old Asian girl and I am Joe, a 39 year old bar manager/bartender. Also, as stated in my previous story, Tammi lived with me for 6 months fucking me every which way but loose, bringing to life all my fantasies and desires. Unfortunatly, as everything in life does, Tammi decided she was going on to the next phase in her life...

Friday Night Lights Out

Friday night in Anytown, USA. High school football is king for students and former jocks lying about their glory days on the gridiron. (What the fuck is a gridiron?) Since I know more about quantum physics than football the local dive was my destination along with the other drifters and losers, my intimate circle without any intimacy.I'm Iris Periwinkle, mid-thirties, no Prince Charming for me. Not because I'm picky, because I'm a lesbian. After showering, I put on my...

Kiss And TEll Supernatural Fanfiction

"What?" Dean barks. "Dude, don't you think you've had enough?" he asks, keeping his voice level. His puppyish expression is one of concern. One that normally makes Dean melt. But not tonight. "Son of a bitch," Dean groans. "Jesus, Sam. This again? You know what's wrong with you?" He leans back, his hands resting on the table as his mouth draws into a tight line. Sam shakes his head sadly and exhales loudly. Not plastered, but definitely drunk. "No. But I suppose...

White Slut Training Academy Slap the bitch

She is an incredibly attractive French Canadian bisexual slut at 31 and is Maitre_Renards personal pet slave. You have all heard about tails and the exploits of kinky oversexed French maids, but she beats them all! When in her 20s she had been obsessed with the internet, and all the possibilities of kinky sexual encounters that this new wonderful medium presented. Lust Pet is a dark brown red headed woman. She has 36” breasts, a 23” waist and very ripe round ass, the kind that is just...

Absolute Power 7

Bailey was kneeling next to me with her cheek resting against my hip, her warm palm cupping my balls while she unhurriedly fisted my half engorged cock. Unconsciously my fingers combed Bailey's soft curls, in time with her leisurely caressing. Hannah caught my eye as she pushed her sunglasses up into her blonde curls; grinned then blew me a kiss. I smiled happily, contemplating my favorite cousin. Her shape was perfect not too hot, not too cold -- her porridge was just right! Slim, trim...

Our story 2

I was going out with a few girlfriends that night. A local bar, a hole in the wall really. Not feeling in the best of spirits I chose to roll a joint to smoke prior. This wasn’t normal behavior for me. Heck the only reason I had the pot was because I’d bought some for my mother (that’s a whole other story). The weed had kicked in by the time I reached the bar. I quickly began drinking to cover my ass if my friends began to question my state. After a couple drinks I spotted him. He was...

A Most Fortuitous Event

My sister’s houseboat on Lake Mead was a ninety-minute drive, through Vegas traffic from my job on the strip. Finally getting away for a well-earned vacation, the marina was far out where the sky blazed with stars, the spiral arms of the Milky Way spun overhead.The lake air was always a bit cooler and driving a quiet road with the top down in my tired old convertible was still a thrill. I was looking for a bar, a cold beer and a baseball game on TV. There were quite a few bars in Boulder City,...

Broken Hearts and Last Goodbyes Part 2

The jukebox whispered out a gentle melody as Miley shuffled around the room, wiping up tables and stacking chairs. She didn't make much money waitressing, but she needed all she could get. She had just finished a double shift and her bones ached with weariness by the time she was done. Four years. Four years of doing the same dead-end job, scrimping and saving and still never having enough. It had been two years ago that she finally realized that she couldn't keep going on like this, so...

The Farmer s Daughter Ch 7

Sherry hooked her arm around my arm as we walked to the truck. She looked so feminine and sophisticated in her flowery sun dress with her long hair neatly brushed falling to her shoulders, so different than the farm girl in jeans or Mary Jane. The dress was short and low cut, revealing a little cleavage. I was three or so inches taller and being with her felt so natural. Though we had only known each other for a few days, I felt like we had known each other for a lifetime. It's hard to...

Suzi is Rebuilt as a Sex Toy ch 04

SUZI IS INTRODUCED TO TED Michael surprised me last night with a new pair of ballet boots. He said they were a treat because I'd done such a good job for Tony last week. He was right, I did. I worked for him four days in a row, which saved his company a lot of money. By the time they disconnected me from the machine, I was nearly crazy from stimulation. Tony promised me he would let me come back and work for him again in a few weeks. The ballet boots are bright red and they lace all...

White Slut Training Academy The Arrival

My Wife's First Day at the Academy My wife Julie when in her 20s had been obsessed with the internet, and all the possibilities of kinky sexual encounters that this new wonderful medium presented. She, at the time was a very attractive dark headed girl that looked much like a young Liz Taylor. She had 36”DD breasts, a 23” waist and an over indulged full 37” and very ripe round ass, the kind exactly like J'Lo's that would be just perfect to abuse. But her real...

Saint Patrick s Day

Saint Patrick’s Day Here in America we celebrate Saint Patrick’s Day on March seventeenth. This year it was on Wednesday. Everyone wears green and most people claim to be Irish. I myself wore a T-shirt that read: “Kiss me I’m Irish.” Tradition in my neighborhood says that you start drinking green beer and shorts of Irish whisky right after work and you don’t stop for anything until you pass out. I do stop to throw up and eat some food. That way I can outlast most of my...

Betting the wife Part II

Right then footsteps could be heard on the stairs and I saw some dozen rough looking guys , probably interstate truckers with tattooed muscular arms troop in , all were holding yellow stubs which I later realised were something like entry tickets for the show, I could hear the bar tender call out over me “ one mugs on the house men , show ur stubs and collect them”. I could hear their cat calls and whistles as they leaned over Dave and Ed , trying to get a look at my naked wife lying on the...

Rising Like The Tide

Debbie and I were both 18 now, which meant that even though we were not old enough to drink in Pennsylvania where the drinking age was still 21, we could trek out on occasion to Staten Island or even Manhattan and enjoy the vast array of clubs. You could say we were both really enjoying our newfound freedom and mobility. The other thing we liked to do in the summer, was to head out to the New Jersey shore. There was a small, relatively secluded section near Sandy Hook that we felt we had...

High School Streakers

High School Streakers I own a diner with a unique position in the middle of town and with an entrance on both major streets. It almost happed by accident several years ago when the guy on the next block said that he was considering selling out. He laughed when he suggested that I could triple my dinning area just buy knocking out the far wall. He made so much sense that I made him an offer and he accepted it. That was almost twenty-years ago. Somewhere about that time a high school...

Shadows of Paradise

By Samantha G. “You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you get what you need.”-Rolling Stones If it was only for one splendidly intimate night, it was well worth the gamble to be among the wolves of flesh. Tonight, somebody held me, when I needed to be held. Somebody could touch me, as I needed to be touched. Somebody made love to me, when my dire craving needed not only to be fed, but also to be loved. He asked for nothing, but gave me everything, I could...

Unbroken

By Samantha G. You will encounter a time in your life when someone you love will betray you. Someone you stood by, through all the good and bad, will wait for you to turn your back. Don’t let them decide how deep the cold blade will go. The Arizona sky was clear blue, as tall shadows began to silently overtake nearby buildings, marking the end of another long workday, and a longer than usual week. “Will you be joining me for happy hour?” Ah, my buddy Jenny stood in the doorway of...

It s Good To Be King

[ Tolerate this first chapter, since nothing sexual happens in it. Added stories will be more entertaining. Thank you.] Chapter 1 The last day of my dull life. Hi, I'm Shawn. I'm 29, fit, 'bout 170 pounds, a 6'1 hellbilly from Williamsport, Tennessee, but by no means I'm like the rednecks stereotyped on TV. Though I was held back one year in high-school I graduated with a 3.2 GPA, and I've completed over 5 years of Political Science, American History, Human Biology/Anatomy, and...

Nude Bartending

This story is based on a true news report, however I made up everything in it. This is purely fictional. The actual Associated Press release is at the end of the story. Nude Bartending My car broke down in a small hick town in a rural area called Delhi, Illinois. As I quickly found out they pronounce it Dell-ee rather than Dell-hi. Go figure! The attendant at the local repair shop told me that I would have to stay in town until he got the parts sent in from Saint Louis. It was only...

Compromised

Compromised I was caught coming out of a room at a cheap motel on my lunch hour. Oh fuck! It was my husband’s best friend Jeff and he was coming out the room next to mine. We both stood there staring silently at one another. A moment later my companion emerged to find me standing there. I was supposed to be gone by the time he came out. Then he noticed my husband’s friend standing there too. At that very moment his companion emerged from her room to find us all standing...

Stripper

Dominique was simply adorable. She came into my bar and asked me for an application. Of course I told her that she had to be at least eighteen years old to work for me. Even though she looked to be about eleven or twelve years old she showed me her driver’s license that proved that she was eighteen years and two months old. Okay then! I handed her an application. I had already made up my mind to hire her anyway. Hell I didn’t care if she lasted one whole night, I just had to see this tiny...

Midnight Swim

The people knew shit. And it was the shit he didn't want them to be right about. Just a week ago he was so positive and happy, seemingly indestructable. Then when he decided to go to Lynn's house early ((Ex) girlfriend), he saw her riding Leon. He had seen him around school, never really talked. But now he knew who the sonofabitch was. "Goddamn it all to hell." Kyle muttered, sitting in his seat in his last class. He tilted his head and waited for the bell to ring. For the last 10...

Women No Shirts Drink Free

The new sign read, “Men No Shirts, No Service. Women No Shirts, Drink Free.” It was huge and was just hung up on the front of my bar. I couldn’t wait to see how it worked. My ad in the paper came out today too announcing my new policy. This was a college town and an awful lot of underage girls try to get in all the time. In our state girls over eighteen can have their wrist tagged so that they cannot buy drinks. Then of course at twenty-one they can drink legally in this state. The...

The Road Trip Pt 1

Besides Mike and I hanging out quite a bit we naturally fucked each other almost anytime we were together. Since his welcome home party there had not been any gangbangs yet his cock was plenty to satisfy me. After a few months of just fucking one guy at a time, Mike wasn’t the only guy I was fucking of course; I was beginning to get an urge for a nice big party where I was the centerpiece. One day Mike called me and invited me to come with him on one of his little trips out of the city. I had...

Taken 2

It started out as a girls’ night out. Shay was with her four girlfriends at the local bar they usually hung out at. The place was a small, dark dive with a bar, a few tables, and a couple of pool tables. There was an old jukebox in the corner that was usually playing some kind of classic rock song. The girls were having a great time drinking and laughing together. They were sitting at a table in a corner of the bar. Guys surrounded the five ladies, who were shamelessly flirting...

On The Road 2

My good behavior lasted one night, the second night I was picked up by a student near the college where my business took me, and we were in the front seat of his car blowing one another. He must have been really horny since he came very quickly as I ate him. Of course feeling him spasm in my mouth made me cum also. Then he did something I have only seen hookers do in the past. He opened the car door and spat. Why to this day couldn’t tell you but that made me mad. Quickly zipped up and...

Setting up Lucy Conclusion

"Hi honey, I'm home." He said, walking into the bedroom. Looking around the room, he wondered why Lucy was doing her housework so late in the day. "Hi, baby." Lucy said, looking up at her husband and smiling. She knew immediately what he was thinking. "You caught me, I slept all day." She said quickly. "I haven't been feeling very well, must be some sort of bug going around. She stood up and faked a little wooziness for Howard, then sat down on the edge of the bed. "I'm...

Frank s Inner Woman

Frank had taken the opportunity of his wife being out of town to visit Manhattan and the porno parlors, telling himself that he wouldn’t visit a shemale prostitute again. But the fever was in him and the martini was lowering his resistance. ‘Of course I was going to do this, that’s why I took all the money out of the bank.’ He found an ad that looked appealing and retrieved a couple of quarters of the bar, and went to the phone in the back and called. No luck. Try the next one, again no...

Getting My Way With Debbie Part 2 Strip Poker

But the real reason I played pool was that we played in teams, one guy with one girl and Debbie had brought along a friend who had stolen my gaze from the minute she walked in to the pub. Her name was Ruth and was 18 years old, about 5ft 6” I suppose, hard to tell when girls wear heels, UK size 10 with some nice curves. Unlike Debbie her tits were all hers and came in a nice C cup of a handful, and her ass looked like a peach in the fitted jeans she’d squeezed herself into that night. I took...

B la the Vampire Girl Part 4 long

Book 1: Target Girl Part 4 Chapter 1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The board over the pantry door creaked as the rope tied to the inch thick ‘eye-bolt’ imbedded in it was yanked downward. Béla dangled from the other end of the rope, secured by a tight knot around her wrists. She was naked and bleeding from several cuts in her body. As she twisted back around, Jake carefully aimed another dart at her tiny breasts, then threw it. “Ah!” Béla yelped as it stuck right in the middle of...

One In Three part 1

Soft. Closed. Tight. Length. Breadth. Depth. Push. Clutch. Pushing. Tighter. Harder. Dry. Big. Give. In. Warm. Deep. Drag. Then deep then drag. Then deep then drag again. And again. “Is this what you want?” her brother, from behind her, stroking. “mm-mhuh…; more – ” like you did them, she said, his sister, naming names. §§§ They sat across from George in a row from left to right, Maggie and their three girls – teenaged and too-true, triplets – his bevy...

Her Game Was Passion Ch 01

Note: This story is a football related story… This was one of those rare writing moments in which I watched a lot of football films like ‘North Dallas Forty’ & ‘Necessary Roughness’… There is a lot of football related jargon in between the sex scenes… some readers may be put off by that… never-the-less, enjoy! ***** -one- God, I wanted a drink. In the worst way. My throat felt dry and my fingers felt tight and nervous. I had been one year on the wagon. I was scared to death of having a...

Kat s Story Ch 06

That night I slept like a log. I curled up in Bill’s arms and was out cold within minutes. I don’t remember waking at all during the night. I remember having one vivid dream about Tim and Sarah right before I woke up, but that was it. When I woke Bill was out of the bed. I walked naked into the living room to find him dressed and setting out coffee. He gave me a passionate good morning kiss and said he was off to the meeting. He told me to order breakfast and that the girls would be around to...

Learning What Angie Did

Angie! She was the girl on the college bus, the girl in the provocative skirts whose legs I wanted to lick. And though I didn't know it back then, she was the girl I would one day marry.It took the bus thirty minutes to get to college. During the journey, hardly awake, I would listen to her sweet voice as she gossiped with Kerry Bailey, their happy tittle-tattle lapping the shore of my drowsy mind. Although both stunning looking girls, Angie had depths that usurped her immediate sexual draw....

Crystal Passion Ch 10

I guess it should be obvious to just about everyone simply by having a look at an atlas, but it came as something of a surprise to me, to realise how big America actually is, and we were only travelling from North to South down the Eastern United States. Almost every single one of America’s states is bigger than England, and some are bigger than France or Germany, but when you travel across Europe you know for sure when you’ve left one country and entered another. In America the differences are...

Cyrus New Zealand Adventure Ch 03

Finally, Cyrus begins his adventure around New Zealand by leaving Auckland for the far north of the country. Extremely excited, he rents a luxurious SUV, drives north and spends a few days exploring the bays and beaches, doing a lot of photography. Along the way, he meets a gorgeous and spunky girl named Natalie, and has an extremely memorable time before continuing on his travels. Please do read the earlier chapters to enjoy the story better. Chapter 3: Northland and Fun With Natalie Cyrus’...

Gloomy Sunday

Chapter 1 He had arrived in New Orleans on the eve of the first full moon of the year. It seemed inconsequential to him at the time but soon it would be so relevant to the rest of his life. He had spent the last 24 hours on a binge in the French Quarter with his golf companions. They’d been to every bar from Decatur to Bourbon Street and back. They’d seen just about everything while wandering through the mass of staggering bodies, it seemed the party raged nonstop whether it was Mardi Gras or...

Chance A Day in May Ch 02

No sex in this chapter. Chapter 02 – Enjoying a ‘Burger I hadn’t gone 5 miles before spotting a small blue car pulled off about a mile ahead, the hood raised. Drawing closer, it began looking a lot like Helen’s BMW. Sure enough, as I drew closer I saw it was hers. Helen and Gerald were standing in front of the car, looking helplessly into the opened engine compartment. Pulling up in front of them I stopped close to where they were studying the dead engine. Shutting down my rig I climbed...

Jamie s Story Ch 04

A change in direction for Jamie. ~ ~ ~ Janet looked up at me from her desk, asking if I had a nice weekend. I just smiled, and she got up and followed me into my office. She closed and locked the door, sat in the chair in front of my desk and demanded, ‘Alright, spill, Jamie!’ I told her all about my weekend romp with ‘Sherri with an i’, and I could see the concern in her eyes. She asked, ‘Do you love her Jamie?’ ‘No! She’s just a kid!’ I answered, ‘It was just something that...

Rekindled Heat Ch 01

Rachel Durand frowned, unconsciously chewing her lip as she stared at the math problem before her. The light was dim in the classroom, one lone desk lamp casting shadows on the walls around her slim form. Her eyebrows were pressed together as she studied the equation in the book, then the problem on the white board before her, and back to the book again. Substituting the numbers in, checking each step, and carefully doing the math next to each part of the equation, Rachel groaned and...

Marge and Sarge

For the longest time I never really knew their names, we called them Merry and Joe. One day they just showed up in town. No one knew where they came from or much about them. They were nice people. My name is Robert Christmas, everyone calls me Sarge. I am 46 years old and never found the right woman to marry. I don’t know why, a customer started to call me Sarge one evening and it stuck, sort of. I run a little watering hole called The Silver Dollar Saloon, I inherited it when my folks died...

The Other Woman

Author’s note: I was sittin’ out back nursing a Lonestar longneck – yeah, it’s hard to find in the Wine country – listening to my iPod. Faron Young started crooning ‘The Other Woman (In My Life)’ and I thought, damn, that’s a sad song. Feeling a jolt of the Texas born alcohol and feeling melancholy from the music I took pen to paper … Thanks to Techsan and LadyCibelle for their ongoing editing and general help! A nod to DG Hear for his continuing support. CARELESS LOVE Love, oh love, oh...

The Entity Pt 04

This is the story of love lost, love explored, and love found in a place least expected. It is also a mystery that involves power, money, greed, and lust. While not as graphic as most here at Literotica I hope you find it an entertaining read. I apologize for the state of the work. It still needs proofing. Please vote and comment. JPMMURPHY Chapter 9 Michael was propped up in bed, a nurse sitting beside him, spooning a very weak broth into his mouth. The sensation was heaven. The warmth...

The Lady in Blue Ch 16

Chapter Sixteen: Fighting back. Lisa’s point of view After we finished eating and putting the house back in order, we stepped out the back door. Hawk took one of my mom’s light jackets to cover her shoulder holster. ‘I think we need to stick together,’ Hawk said. ‘They know who we are and have shown no hesitation at trying to kill us – publicly. Now we have your boss after us, too, Lisa. We have two threads to pull on. Him and the mysterious bomber. Since we know him, I think we should start...

The Lady in Blue Ch 14

Chapter Fourteen: A big break. Note: Takes place at the same time as chapter twelve. Hawk’s point of view I caught a lucky break on the fourth call. The secretary at Conrad’s Construction and Demolition wasn’t as discreet as she should have been to nosy people asking questions about missing explosives and detonators. She let slip that they had already reported the theft to the police. I told her someone would be following up on that right away and to have an eye out. Her directions were...

Leap of Faith Ch 03

Nicole wandered down the promenade, lost in her thoughts. She had an afternoon off and she’d decided to go for a walk to try and clear her head. Idly she licked a chocolate ice cream cone and stared out pensively across the bay. It was a heavily overcast day, thick banks of ominous clouds rolled towards her, interspersed with the occasional flash of azure sky and bright sunlight. The tide was creeping in with huge waves crashing on to the pebbly beach in flurries of white foam. It was starkly...

Journal of Desire Ch 01

The black stretch limousine bearing the plates of a U.S. senator eased around the traffic circle at the center of Temperance Hill. Sen. Helene Falkland picked up the limo’s intercom to buzz her chauffeur. ‘Use the bank president’s parking space,’ Helene said. ‘He’s expecting me.’ The chauffeur nodded, glancing in the rear view mirror. She was beautiful. The clean classic lines of a young Ingrid Bergman. The cool aloofness of a Greta Garbo. He turned off his thoughts. The parking space was...

The Chaos Theory

The Orangery was airy and lit naturally from the south side by floor to ceiling French Windows. These were now folded back alternately, along its whole length. A cooling breeze shifted the tied back lace curtaining and fans were dotted around the inner edges to further cool the room. It was large, fifty foot wide and nearly a hundred feet long. The high ceiling, vaulted and plastered, was sixty feet above the guests, it’s covering of pale cream paint was interwoven with hand painted flowers....

Love Me Till Morning

As the taxi he was in turned a left corner into the busy street, Arnold unfolded the piece of paper in his hand, squinted his eye through the taxi’s meagre interior light to make sure he was correct about the address. He spotted the bar’s neon lights further ahead just as the taxi cruised along and indicated to the driver to stop. He got out, paid his fare, and then turned and walked through the glass doorway into the joint. The interior was dark looked kind of haunting with its wavering...

In Remembrance

As always: Thanks to rf-fast for the editing work. Your insights are what takes this story from mindless drivel to readable. * ‘It’s Valentine’s Day.’ Elise perked up at the words and stopped in midstride. Daniel took hold of his wife’s hand as he continued, ‘I remember our first Valentine’s Day. The day we met…’ The corners of Elise’s mouth arched upward. She never heard his version of that special day and was curious. ‘It was the big Valentine’s Day dance during my senior year at...

Lola Sal

Ordinarily, loneliness is not part of her life. But, when it visits, there is nothing else and no one else that can satisfy or distract her. There is one exception… “Hello Stranger! It’s seems like forever since we’ve been together. You’ve been unusually quiet. I’m really missing you! I’m homesick, too. An idea of the two of us together again in New Orleans occurred to me in a passing thought. Now it consumes me! I used to wonder what came first, you or happiness? Since we’ve been apart,...

Fire in the Water

They never found the Sara Lee. She was 5 days out working the trap lines, just like us when I heard the mayday call over the radio. I was running the haul, I just stopped and grabbed for the microphone. There was no answer to my repeated calls. We dropped everything, I hit the throttles on the Nancy Lee and headed in that direction. Even at full throttle, we were 3 hours away, The Sara Lee was 40 miles South and West of us. Running into the seas and wind, it took us 4 hours. I checked...

Here Come The Nice

This has sexual content but isn’t a fuck story. It tries to explore what can happen when people don’t communicate and have a conflict of priorities. —————- Here come the nice, lookin’ so cool Everyone knows the nice is no fool He’ll bring you up and show you around He’s always there when your feet hit the ground The Small Faces, 1967 —————– ‘The weekend at last, thank the fuck,’ Chas growled as took a sip at his expresso coffee. Chas, Smudge and I were sat in Mario’s coffee bar, pondering...

The Cross Dresser and The Big Fat Fuck

As soon as the door closed to her place Debbie started squeezing me tight. Before I knew it I was the one with my dress around my ankles. Soon I was being pulled down the hall to Debbie’s bedroom. While I sat on her bed, Debbie went in her bathroom to freshen up. When she came out she was wearing a sexy red night gown. If it weren’t for the fact it was a size 6X you might have thought Debbie bought the thing at Victoria’s Secret. ...

City Lights Country Nights

Author’s Note: DG Hear, MistressLynn and myself are doing a mini writing invitational. We are each picking one song from Ray Price and using it as the basis for a story. I’ve picked ‘City Lights,’ DG Hear, ‘For the Good Times,’ and MistressLynn (aka MissLynn), ‘That’s All That Matters.’ I will also be doing ‘A Girl in the Night.’ We hope you enjoy the stories – Jake Rivers ‘City Lights’ has always been one of my favorite songs by Ray: A bright array of city lights as far as I can see.The...

April s Fool Pt 02

April’s moans had subsided to a whimper as I filled her up for the second time tonight. I slowly lowered my body and snaked my hands around her lithe frame into a sweaty and passionate hug. I kissed her tasting the salty sweat of her upper lip. I slowly raised myself up and let my dick slide out of her wetness. Rolling over I grabbed a small towel the hotel provided and slid it underneath her hips removing the pillow that was just there. Then I slid up tight to her and spooned up to my...

David 8217 s first time part 1

This always seemed to be a good place to be when he needed to collect scattered and confused thoughts. It probably had something to do with solitude and a major change of scenery. Everything he saw back home reminded him of Grace and even though he knew it was the best thing for both of them the memories still tugged at his heartstrings too much to feel OK. He knew it would take a while as Dave had never accepted change very well but he had never walked out on someone he loved before either....

Katie s Love Ch 01

Writers Note and Prologue This is the first chapter of another story from my life. This chapter is short, but this is just the beginning of a story that spans almost thirty years and takes eleven chapters to tell. The names have been changed, but the places and dates are close to when and where things happened. There will be some things that I will be writing about later on in the story that I am sure that a lot of folks will have a hard time believing that they happened. There were a more...

Cry Little Sister Ch 01

First off, a big, giant, huge thank you to SoCalCynic for putting up with my irritating, enthusiastic ass and editing this thing. This story does share a few characters from my very first story, Casey’s Valentine. The piece does stand alone, so it’s far from required reading. But if you read the first, you’ll probably catch on a lot sooner than the main characters do. The title is pulled from a song off of the Lost Boys soundtrack by Gerard McMann. It doesn’t have a lot to do with the story,...

Finding an Editor Ch 01

This one came to me while I was at work, listening to some guys drone on and on about racing while more were agonizing over basketball brackets, and another guy was whining about his upcoming divorce. I threw in wrestling just because I’ve never liked it. All the wrestling, basketball, and race fans-GET OVER IT. It’s just a story. ………………………………………….. I was sitting at the table gossiping with my friends when Hilda looked at the entrance. ‘Well look at that! Benny Henson. I thought when his...

Amanda the hotwife

Amanda had been so excited when her husband Dan invited her to go to Philadelphia with him on the business trip. As a young woman from the South, Amanda had never traveled up North before, especially not by plane. She was fascinated by the size of the city. She and Dan had a wonderful meal at the downtown hotel and that evening Dan was so passionate with her. When Dan left for his meeting, Amanda found his laptop computer opened and still connected to the Internet. Although she knew it was...

River Man 2016 revision

I’m not sure when it hit me, this was almost the same trip we’d started the year before? Then it occurred to me: when does one journey end, and the next begin? Then – as now – we’d spruced up the boat, loaded her up with fuel and provisions. Then – as now – we’d left midcoast Maine and sailed south for Massachusetts Bay, bound for the Cape Cod Canal. Then – as now – we’d sailed on into Buzzard’s Bay, then west across Long Island Sound to Hell’s Gate. Waiting for a good tide, then – as now – I...

Summer Fun at the Lake

[My story depicts my true experiences during the beginning of a loving relationship that continues today. I was young, barely of legal age, but not experienced. There is no intercourse in this story, just the foreshadowing of erotic pleasures that I would experience in the following years. A note here to dispel confusion later in the story: Woody is the nickname of my boyfriend, but Jack is his Christian name used in dialogue when speaking with his family. I always acknowledge proofreading...

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Satchiko was the wildest, craziest, person I had ever met. It took thirty years to find someone even close to her equal, but after my divorce, I became friends with Claire, of St Petersburg Beach, FL. Other than one, typically Asian, and another blonde, blue eyes, they were soul sisters. Both were Large Ladies, not fat, just built big. Tits, ass, all of it. Both were my height, and both outweighed me. Both could probably kick my ass, no, either COULD kick my ass! Satchiko was quicker to show...

The Boys in the Band

She had spent most of the afternoon at the beach. Her hair was golden blond with sun bleached streaks that really accented her bronzed skin. She always knew just when to get out of the sun… just starting to pink but before any burn set in. Her skin was warm & aglow and she had dressed in a pale pink tee with a low scooped neck that really accented her skin tone. She had gotten to the bar a little early as usual to assure herself a spot on the pool table. She knew that once she was on, it was...

Once in a While

I had seen my GP. He had sent me to the gynecologist. ‘Physically, my dear Mrs. Meier, you are all right, you may rest completely reassured. The problem probably sits between your ears. I will recommend you to a good therapist who will be able to help you for sure.’ And so I found myself now sitting in the therapist’s waiting room. On the soft crème walls hung a few paintings, landscapes with vague, naked people. ‘You may enter now, Mrs. Meier,’ the receptionist announced. ‘Good day, … Mrs....

El Paso MistressLynn

Several authors are coming out with stories based on three songs by Marty Robbins: El Paso, Faleena and El Paso City. The story titles will be: ‘El Paso – author’s name’ e.g. ‘El Paso – Jake Rivers’ This is a follow on to our first ‘invitational’ in the fall of 2006 with entries based on the Statler Brother’s song, ‘This Bed of Rose’s.’ If there is continuing support, we might make this a regular semi-annual event. Regards, Jake Rivers ` ************ ‘One night a young cowboy came in...

A Broken Heart Ch 02

The jukebox whispered out a gentle melody as Heidi shuffled around the room, wiping up tables and stacking chairs. She didn’t make much money waitressing, but she needed all she could get. She had just finished a double shift and her bones ached with weariness by the time she was done. Four years. Four years of doing the same dead-end job, scrimping and saving and still never having enough. It had been two years ago that she finally realized that she couldn’t keep going on like this, so she...

An Odd Occurrence

Author’s note- This is my first time writing a racy story, so please take that into consideration. any positive feedback or constructive criticism is appreciated. If I get enough feedback, I might do a sequel. ‘Hello there, Vanessa.’ A very sexy, subtly strong male voice said. Vanessa turned around and stared in shock for a moment. ‘ Ash? Is that you?’ He just smiled and nodded. Then he grabbed her hand and gently pulled her toward him and kissed her deeply as his hand crushed her breast. ...

Going On

It’s the night of my forty-sixth birthday, and I’m at the bar. Edwin let me off work early today so that I could celebrate. He’s a good guy, Edwin is. He gave me the job at the motel as his maintenance guy, and as part of my pay he lets me live in one of the trailers on his property. His daughter is living in the other one, the one right in front of mine, so I know he must have some trust in me. And I know that’s not easy, being as how I had just gotten out of prison before I answered his ad. ...

a bad week gets better

It was a brutal week at work. I was not in the mood to go home and I was not in the mood to hangout with my friends. I went to the bar around the corner from my apartment, took a stool bar side. I ordered a shot of Tequila and a Corona. My favorite summertime beer. Three shots later and I was feeling better. I decided to head to the jukebox and play some tunes. When I turned the corner I saw a stunning brunette in tight black jeans with a red tank top that bared her stomach. Her belly was firm...

The Telescope

San Francisco at night, in all its neon glory! Rooms with a view cost extra, but the company was paying the bill. After the plane trip from hell I needed a shower and a rest before dinner. I studied the landscape before me as I undressed. There is point paying extra if you are going to shut the curtains. The Downtown SF Marriott, otherwise known as the jukebox is a retro Art Deco affair with sweeping curves and mirrored glass. At the very top there is a bar with one of the best views in the...

Betting the wife Part II

Introduction: The show gets going in real earnest with the wife being the test subject for exploring the frontiers of erotic depravity Part 2 Right then footsteps could be heard on the stairs and I saw some dozen rough looking guys , probably interstate truckers with tattooed muscular arms troop in , all were holding yellow stubs which I later realised were something like entry tickets for the show, I could hear the bar tender call out over me one mugs on the house men , show ur stubs and...

The Story of Ann Chapter 10 All for One and One for All

Introduction: My story continues with more fun with Jacks group. The Story of Ann Chapter 10 All for One and One for All Sorry for the delay in getting this chapter to my readers on here, Mother Nature has been sending snowstorm after snowstorm here, which has been keeping us all busy on our ranch as well as we were busy with the holidays. I will include a paragraph from chapter 9 to help set up chapter 10. There is not much any one of us do that does not bring hurt to someone or at least to...

Wife Gets Banged By Union Ironworker

WIFE GETS BANGED MY A UNION IRONWORKER My wife Annie and I live in the suburbs of New York City. We are in our late forties, kids are all grown and gone, we each have decent jobs and are starting to enjoy life without worrying about pets or children. A few weeks back we decided to visit the Hamptons for a long weekend. We love the beach and since it was the off-season, the motel rates were reasonable and the weather was fantastic. So we left on Thursday and had until Sunday to enjoy our...

Take Her Down To Paradise City Pt 2

Lena thought about the note Arion had left her as she stood in the shower, letting the hot water cascade down her body. She washed her hair slowly, still savoring that morning-after tingle. She thought about what Arion had written about how long he would be with her and about this mysterious ‘creator’ he’d mentioned. When Lena’s hands reached her breasts, she massaged the body wash into them slowly in circular motions, lathering up her soft breasts. She allowed herself a soft moan as she...

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