The sun shown brightly through the blinds as I drank my morning coffee and pondered my life. Here I was 26 years old and all alone. My mind took me back to my school days and my early experiences with sex. There had been a few boys and several girls. Then I met Brad and soon after we got married. He was a police officer for Lower Merion Township and on a rou...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, and as such, any similarities to real people, places or events are strictly coincidental. This work contains graphic depictions of a sexual nature between consenting adults. The story also refers to aspects of sexuality that may be offensive to certain people, such as humiliation and lesbian themes. If these topics offe...
Jocelyn had just moved into Fran's neighborhood, in a back-split next door, and had been getting settled into her surroundings with her two other room mates. Jocelyn was nearly ten years older than the other girls of the house, but enjoyed their youthful exuberance. Her schedule was not conducive with the other girl's daytimers and found herself coming home...
Isabella was drinking her coffee as she gazed out the window thinking about how fortunate she was to be financially secure at the age of 42. Her parents were from Italy but Isabella was born in the states. When she finished school Isabella left her parents back east and headed for California. She worked as a waitress until she discovered her calling as an ex...
Most girls would have cried at the thought of leaving town and starting fresh for their senior year, but Sharon wasn't most girls. She had always felt she was destined for better things, and yet she was always one step behind. She blamed her parent's salaries. Blamed the out of style clothes that were all they could afford. Blamed the hand me down car. Blame...
Brenda and I met at lectures we share. She's a honey blond with a round sweet face and a very noticeable body. She's quite 'touchy feelie'. I haven't been able to get her alone, but this may work. All Southern Ontario is shut down by a blizzard. Even the university. I'm from The Soo, but her parent's home is a short walk from a TTC subway stop, and she invit...
Chapter Three: "Madison Takes Over" On Saturday, Madison goes to the school, arriving at 9am, to pickup Caroline and thought that this would be the end of this issue. She was wrong. As Caroline and Miss Tia walked to her, Madison sees that Caroline is wearing a GPS ankle bracelet. She hugs Caroline and says to Tia, "Hello, I see that she was a good girl."...
NOTE: This story is an original story written by myself, Desert Princess, and is only authorized for publication at Literotica. Any other form of publication is prohibited without obtaining explicit approval from the author. Until I moved to another state and a far bigger city, I was your classic Midwestern small town girl. Well, maybe not that classic....
Disclaimers: Mine. Ok, I tried to write a PWP; I'm not sure if it worked, but at least I gave it a try. Let me know what you think, I just love feedback. Other than some explicit scenes between women, there's no language or violence. *** There are moments in one's life when time seems to stand still. The air around you prickles with intensity, electric s...
It's been many years since I've seen Julie. On occasion we write; less frequently we call each other. Having grown up as neighbors and friends, we still have a great fondness for each other and probably always will. I have so many good memories of our times together that I could spend days pleasantly paging through them. One of them stands out more than the...