This story will make more sense if you read the preceding chapters. It does deal with bodily functions, so if you are offended by that, read no further. All characters are well over 18. ***** It was almost a year since Karen Cranford had finished her work for her friend Claire Kendall that involved her supervising Claire's nephew, Jamie Benson, while he se...
Keep score along with her as Ondra, a 28 year old slut in denial, graphically catalogs every ounce of semen and every drop of vaginal fluid from her sexual exploits in her remarkably descriptive sex chronicles. She discloses everything to her readers, from photographic details about past and present fucks to her own quirky personal hygiene and grooming habit...
He was forty-five, and she was 18, an obvious difference in age, but there were other factors contributing to the hardship of undertaking a romance. He was married with two daughters, one who was 18, and the other who was 16. The problem did not lay with them, but with the wife, who had fallen out of love with her husband a while ago. They were only staying...
Chapter 32: Dawn's Massage 'Great shot partner!' Sue congratulated me as my ball stopped just two feet short of the flag on the eighteenth green. I grinned as I put my five iron back in the bag and sat back into the seat of my golf cart. Sue slapped my hand and gave me a kiss. My fine shot had assured us another birdie and a win on the press that we had aga...
It was the usual North Indian winter morning with fog being a culprit to air, road and rail traffic. However, this year, fog turned out to be lucky for me as I enjoyed full day with 2 chics; my old school batch mates – Aanchal and Shivani. We had planned a school get together after 25 years of matriculation and out of a class of 40, we could find 32 who co...
Nina and I have been together for 17 years and married for almost 13. We have experienced many phases during those 17 years. We were single professionals in San Francisco when we met. Being childless, we went wherever we wanted and whenever we wanted. The sex was often and adventurous, but always just the two of us. We did it in parked cars, spare bedrooms a...
A porn actress! That explained a lot ... tattoos ... drugs ... good lingerie. "I'm sorry, you do look familiar but I can't say I'd recognise the title of any porn film I've ever watched. It's not like the days of 'Deep Throat' where the titles became famous or even some of the clever parody titles like 'Pulp Friction' ..." I saw her looking at me with a s...
I turned a whole different shade of red as I pulled my card out of my wallet. Seventy-three dollars never felt so embarrassing and I was more than thankful that the clerk was a young, beautiful woman. Maybe she would understand; then again, maybe not and her judgment was withheld behind her professional smile. I tried to talk myself down. I tried to remembe...
This is sweetly and humbly dedicated to my co-author, collaborator and partner in literotica crime, the beautiful "funwithryleigh", who was too shy to post this under her name, but can out-write me every day of the week. She is as smart as she is well-endowed, and I mean that in the "titular" way... Waverly leaned back against the bar, looking at all of t...
My phone rang, I pulled the bed clothes up around my chin and let the answer-phone take the call, "Neil Barker is not here and if you want a Taxi it's too bad" "It's Elsie. ring me." I grabbed for the phone but she was gone. Elsie, how could I forget her, I was still finding tiny flecks of aluminium under my foreskin a week after our unwise liaison. I ra...