Allen sat on the bed. The room was bathed in bright sunlight a far cry to what the weather had been like over the past two and half months. He'd gone to work that morning and what ever he did, he just couldn't concentrate. Since Sarah informed him of her pregnancy, he'd been in a mental turmoil. As he had some lieu time owing from when he helped put in the n...
We flew out of Miami early the following morning and were in Negril Beach, Jamaican and finished unpacking and showered by 11. We put on shorts and T-shirts and went looking for some famous Jamaican Red Strip beer and Bar-B-Q jerk chicken. I happily noticed that Irina was not wearing a bra today. I could clearly see her erect nipples sticking out and her fir...
Jessica Walters was walking down the street, heading home after finishing college for the day. As she turned the last corner into her street, she walked by her neighbours front garden. In a daze, she drifted past his front garden fence as she watched him chopping up some logs. In the hot summers day, he had removed his shirt & was sweating. She watched as hi...
Author's Notes: M and M Coltsfoot is a work of fiction. The characters and plot represent no known people or actions. The geographical locations in Texas and elsewhere are quite real, however, and described as best as the author can make such description. The same is true of the several universities mentioned in the story. This will be a rather lengthy and m...
"Shannon....wake up." he told her. "Shannon...you need to wake up!" "Why?" she mumbled in return and snuggled down closer to him. As the breeze shifted and the storm moved on, Allen stayed as he was, letting the head laying in his chest rest. He knew she's wake up soon but he wasn't sure how he was going to explain why he was lying in her bed, holding her a...
Most everyone knows a place located away from their home where they seem inevitably run into someone from their hometown. In Kentucky, the rest stop at Beaver Dam on the West Kentucky Parkway, is one of those places. Our story starts there. David Hancock was on his way to Lexington for a business meeting. Going out of town for business was unusual for him....
Jessica was on her knees in front of her master. Naked but for her knee high cream coloured boots and one singular leather glove which now was wrapped around the first cock she had ever seen, let alone held or tasted. She slowly worked the cock into her mouth, tasting the salty pre-cum which had formed around the tip. She felt two hands on either side of her...
Note: this is the fourth chapter in a multi-part story. You can read from here if you want, but I think it's much better if you read the previous chapters in order. Please don't judge harshly if you haven't read the previous chapters. I debated about Alan getting through this clean, with nothing to regret, or having him get dirty a little, even though he's...
Allen went to work Monday morning with a bit of nervousness, wondering if Mrs. Jones would regret the tryst they had on Saturday and shun him. He didn't have to wait long for an answer. A half an hour after sitting down at his cubicle desk, Mrs. Jones walked by and cheerily wished him a good morning in her usual manner. The difference on this day was she car...
Author's Foreword— This is part four of my Male Submissive series; check out the three previous postings here on Literotica. This is my sixth posting, so instead of me telling you the titles of everything else I've written, it'd be easier and quicker for you to visit my profile and check the archives. Feel free to vote and leave a comment. Enjoy! *...