This story is based on an idea emailed to me recently, it took me about 4 hours to write, enjoy. * Hi, my name is Amy; I am a happily married woman, with a fully grown daughter. But lately with me and my husband both turning 60 years old, I feel unfulfilled; my husband tells me he is just too old for sex and that we are old enough to give it up. But I coul...
Marie and Lynn's relationship continued to grow over the days that followed Marie's initiation to lesbian sex. Although Marie enjoyed the sex she still felt that something was missing. Lynn sensed what Marie's problem was and decided it was time to broaden her friend's education again. On Friday afternoon when Marie met Lynn on the Quad for lunch Lynn told...
My name is Miranda Hill. I'm a tall, slender and deliciously big-bottomed, forty-something Black woman living in the Back Bay area of Boston, Massachusetts. After many years as a WNBA superstar, I left the fast-growing world of women's professional sports and returned to college. I wanted to mentor young women, especially young Black women. I felt there was...
Teresa Scalia: An Education at the Gentlemen's Club Mark Anderson parked his Ford Taurus in the garage and entered the house through the connecting door. Walking towards the family room Mark called out "Hello the house, anybody here"? "In here Dad" answered Mark's son Chad. Mark entered the family room to find Chad immersed in a video game. "How was your...
Out of an abundance of caution, the Mayor had ordered every school in the district to close because of the virus that was headed towards their middle-class suburb. The high school's administrative area was empty on a Tuesday morning, about two weeks after the order had been given, save for a few teachers scattered around the building. Some worked on recordi...
* Note, this is a stand alone story but it is a follow up to "Adult Education: Lay Me Raw" which can be found here: https://www.literotica.com/s/adult-education-lay-me-raw ***** I park my car on the street in front of her house. When I turn the engine off, I lean back in my seat to collect my thoughts. I am anxious and nervous and have no idea how I will b...
A/N: this is part 1 of a 6-part series. ************** My name is Patricia and I have quite the story to tell. It all started when I was a child. My parents, both only children that had seen their own parents die when they were young adults, died in a car accident when I was 4 years old. My sitter, an elderly neighbor, could not take care of me so I was p...
Katie Simmons had never thought much about Miss Kelly back in the days when she attended Calvin Coolidge Junior High. Rita Kelly had been her gym teacher and coach of the girl's volleyball team back in those days. Katie's memories of Miss Kelly's arduous practices were something she was anxious to forget. But that was ten years ago, and the pretty young blon...
Ch. 02: An Interlude We all piled off the bus into the cold night air, stumbling wearily down the steps into a crowd of waiting parents. A cloud of mist from our steamy breath formed over us as we all gathered at the side of the bus waiting for the driver to unload our bags and all the kit from the luggage compartment. We were quiet now, and sleepy after th...
Just say it, Murphy thought to herself as her moms, Amber and Mandy, dressed in gray tweed suits, sat directly in front of her in their living room. Murphy had moved home and stayed home ever since Nathan died and since her miscarriage. And now, all their lives would change forever... "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" asked Amber, reaching forward and taking her...