A young couple explore the swinging world. To those Millennials or Gen xers, this story is from back in the Stone Age, pre ubiquitous cell phones, internet, e-mail and google. Communications was by home phones and snail mail, maybe even a telegram. I used to take one hour train to work every day from suburbia to a metropolitan city. My routine was to read...
The answers that you get always depend on who you ask. The neurologist said that I suffered TBI, traumatic brain injury. The psychologist said that it was merely traumatized and held back by my fears and insecurities, that I was afraid to live or think or even act. My older brother said I was retarded. Oddly enough, it turns out that he was the one who was r...
Edith, You haven't had time to write back and already I am writing you a second letter. I was taught to have better manners than this and I suppose this letter is evidence of how little I learned. I am not the proper young woman I could have been. There are things I meant to say in my first letter, but I lost my nerve. First, you must have been confused t...
These are the final two chapters of Amnesia. Based on reader response on another site, I am adding an epilogue. I am greatly indebted to Erik Thread for his patience and consistent support while we worked the daylights out of this story. I hope you agree he made it a better read. Any errors are mine. * The F.B.I. arrests of Elliot Stainsby, Conrad Blyer, a...
My name is Britta. I am a 40 year old widow. This is the story of how I came back to my sex life, which raises the question of why would I ever write about my sex life and let the world read about it. The answer is simple. It turns me on to think there are men or women actually reading this and masturbating. It's like they are all cumming because of me. I fi...
Unconscious Camilla's endless memory visions brought her to one six years before the aquarium incident. She was 31 at the time, though Nigrovum was making her look like a 23-year-old. One class she was teaching was Incest In World Literature: as well as English writing, the course included English translations of prose and poetry from various languages. Th...
Copyright © 2019 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Copyright Holder/Author. Note: This is the second in the John Abernathy series. There is no sex in this story. This story is a little long...
When Naomi Hatara graduated from high school, she wanted to attend the University of Maryland at College Park, but her parents were urgent about getting her to discontinue the relationship with her high-school boyfriend. It may be that they felt the hulking Robert Hairston represented too great a threat to her virginity and her marriage prospects to a good J...
Chapter Thirty-four -- Vesna Rogúskt-Orsktacktna So...Danka Síluckt's travels ended when the Path of her Life finally brought her back to Rika Héckt-nemát. Who would have thought she'd end up precisely where her journey started? Certainly not the traveling singers and story-tellers, who already were making up increasingly sorrowful and outlandish versions o...
Randy On the school bus, I'd learned to sit near the front. Right behind the driver if possible. Outside, it was different. In the open air, I was a sitting duck. The bus was easy. Sit by the decent kids and close to the driver and the troublemakers had a line they couldn't cross without at least some penalties. And after my mom started driving me to school...