Jacksonville, Florida. October, 2019. "Aiden? You ready to go?" "Hold on, Mom! I just gotta grab my glove." "We're going to the base hospital, honey, not a ball field." She knew there was no reason to say that. Her eight-year old son never went anywhere without his baseball glove, so it didn't really matter where they were going. The glove was coming alo...
Thank you all for your words on the latest chapters. I am happy you enjoy the story beyond the typos and grammar mistakes. That being said, I have a special combo of chapters for you this time. I have to the date 33 chapters written. And although I like posting chapters on a set of 3 each time, the next ones would be left you all wanting to kill me if I di...
What goes around, comes around - my ending to LightontheSound's Do Not Pass Go http://www.literotica.com/s/do-not-pass-go ***** I apologize for the delay to this continuation. As you might expect, I hate unfinished stories, especially my own. For an explanation as to what happened, I've recently posted in the non-erotic category called Whatever Happened t...
Big League Dreams: Chapter 03 I started this story a while ago, before COVID-19 and before the likely contraction of baseball's minor leagues. So, it exists in a fantasy world where these things didn't happen. I hope that the quality of the story allows you to ignore that. Also, while I never specifically say what baseball organization is featured, it is ba...
The next day was a lazy Sunday. We slept in late. Then we went to our favorite bistro in SoHo for brunch. We were sipping coffee and reading the newspaper. Well, I had the newspaper in my hands but I wasn't focusing on the words. My mind was elsewhere. "Jen, can we talk about what we talked about last night?" I said. She put the paper down. "Sure baby,"...
I have fond memories of summer barbecues at the home of Ron and Jill Harrington. My parents, Alice and Bill Barker, were friends of the Harringtons. There were always many guests at the barbecues. Ron loved giving parties and being the center of attention. I spent most of my time in the swimming pool with couple of kids of my age. Ron Harrington is Jill's h...
There are times in your life you wonder how you ended up where you are and today was one of them for me. I'm sitting here in a long satin robe in a very un-ladylike position with a bag of frozen corn pressed between my ass cheeks. Why corn? Because it molds pretty well into the space where you most need it and I need it against my very sore ass. First let me...
Summary: Jasmine responds to the most frequent questions asked by readers. Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, Wayne, and Robert for editing this essay. This isn't really a sequel, although it's a second part, as it addresses questions I didn't answer in 2017's Twenty Questions. 21 More Questions After 2017's 20 Questions, I received many more questions. I have n...
Chapter 30 Sigourney It was Marco Abernathy, the huge, by that I mean, tall, and I mean he was a 6' 10" basketball player who had made All America Honorable Mention last year that persuaded me to go to the fraternity party. I like to party, don't get me wrong. But this type party usually sucks. It turned out I was right about that, but I'll always be grat...
Ever since I agreed to allow Chloe to become my sexual mentor, it meant that there were a lot of new and unusual rules that I had to follow. The first rule banned me from wearing clothes whenever I was in our apartment. The second rule strictly forbade me from masturbating. The constant nudity and the prohibition against touching myself seemed to be keep...