CHAPTER 1 The lithe and cutely breasted blonde, who fitted her jeans curvaceously, called loudly in a small bar in Central Otego in the South Island of New Zealand, "Where can a girl get some action around here?" She was ignored by the twenty or so men in the bar because she was 1)Female 2)American 3)Loud 4)And the guys were either married or in a relati...
He sat by the large window in the living room, looking out over the marina – and the raging Pacific beyond. A small boat, an open cockpit fishing boat, was pounding through heavy swell, beating it's way against strong winds towards the T-shaped breakwater that protected the marina entrance, and as he watched the scene unfolding below the apparent anxiety of...
Darlene had asked me to return a package to the Adult Shop. I was keen to go, as I hadn’t been back since my night with Melissa. Remembering that I had promised to call and help Harriet in her darkroom, I left it until the afternoon, just after lunch. At the adult shop, the elderly woman behind the desk was a picture of mature womanhood. My eyes were draw...
Dave's question had struck a chord with me, and I realized that I hadn't carefully considered the best option for styling my Jennifer's pubic area was. We'd been working really hard in preparing her in every other way, and I would have hated for a slip-up here to be the deciding factor in her not placing well. I decided to take Ramer up on his offer of a hou...
(Caution F/Plant Trans) With thanks to my proof-reader Esu. ___________________________________________ Inspired by Lost Boys third competition and dedicated to the LB and his work. WARNING: This story will contain situations and explicit language of an adult nature and should be read only by those of a legal age to do so. If you are a minor or object to...
Amy had to remind herself that not all the men in the world were jerks. She just found the one impossibly stubborn mule. Sometimes when Amy broke up with someone or vice versa, there would be questions left unanswered, what ifs that she wished she would have considered before the end. Amy found that if she took the time to assess herself and what went wrong,...
I'd never flown anywhere first class before, and I can see why people who do it, always do it. The first class seats are actually comfortable. You don't feel like herded cattle. Steven and Marcia were not in first class. I didn't miss them. Steven had turned into a mother hen, fussing over everything I ate, my exposure to sun, and how long I talked the two...
Like most visitors to Literotica, I have a group of favorite authors and stories. One story that has interested me over the years was "Round Up" by K.K. I can't put my finger on the reason why. Maybe it is the semi-competitive nature of the story, and I consider myself a competitive guy. In any case, I had always hoped one day K.K. would introduce a follow-u...
Chapter 25 -- Harbingers of Things to Come On the first Tuesday in May when Dave got home from work, a beaming Bobbie met him at the door from his home into the core. He was coming for drinks and dinner. Alice was right behind him. "I'm so glad to see you both," she said in a bright voice. "Maddy had her baby this afternoon. Thank you daddy. You are now th...
It was about midnight on a Saturday a week into the summer. Irena was lounging on her bed in a nightgown and re-reading Anne Rice's Interview with the Vampire for the third time. Her long blue-black hair fell over her face, obscuring vibrant blue eyes, and she had to keep tossing her head to clear her vision. She had the pale, bookish look of a girl who tend...