*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 31 Toni Delacroix looked across the street as a Superior Lawn Care, LLC truck pulled to a stop at the empty lot. She did not envy the men; the wind blowing off of the Atchafalaya had to be bone chilling cold. "Oh, Mama, y'all get cold y'a...
I stared at my reflection in the mirror and thought to myself "how did my life come to this?" I am successful business owner, a mother of two great children, and my husband is a good man even when he is not being a total asshole. So why am I thinking of crossing the line with someone else? Why is it after all this time I am doubting my sexuality? I am 43 yea...
Ed came home from work and crawled into bed. "Jamie?" he whispered. "You still awake?" "I'm awake." Rolling over I smiled at him. "I need to talk to you." "About what?" "Look you know I really don't like sex, so I was thinking...why don't you find yourself a lover?" "You want me to find a lover?" suddenly I was very awake. "Yeah." his blue eyes sparkle...
Angie stared at herself in the full length mirror at the foot of her bed. Her curly dirty blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders onto her mature co-ed breasts. Co-ed? That's right, Thirty year old Angie was back in school. Even though she was only a freshman and had to live in the dorms she quickly learned how to waste time just like the other kids. Learnin...
Summary: A young lesbian soccer coach seduces a rich upper class mother. NOTE: A special thank you goes to Steve B for his editing suggestions and Estragon for his exhaustive copy editing work. * Layla loved summer: the hot sun, the sandy beaches and the soccer season. Layla was 21 years old and had just finished her second year of college on a soccer sc...
Hey everybody. This is part of a brand new series I've been working on for a while. This is actually one of the first stories I had ever tried to write, but it was horribly written. It has taken a while to bring it to this point. I am going to have to create the next chapters from scratch, but I think this is good basis for a story. I guess only time will te...
Miriam Collier never went to work without the secure softness of a treasured scarf around her neck. The one she wore today was one of her favorites; a long silken creation which was hand painted in a wash of delicate blues and greens by none other than her dearest friend and fellow English teacher, Alice Stark. Miriam is an older woman; she turned 45 just a...
Angela and I had fallen into a comfortable routine by now. We lived 90 minutes away from each other and didn't see each other everyday, but we did talk everyday. And when we did need to see each other, it was easy to just get into the car and travel to the other. More and more people had now found out about us and it had somehow reached the public. I was un...
This story is purely fictional in nature. This is the second chapter. Thanks to everyone who has written feedback and comments! There was something about a man's fists wrapped around my hair, desperate and aching as he urged his cock further down my throat that caused white hot heat to pulsate between my thighs. As I headed for the bar, I absently touched...
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....