Chapter 12 - Mardi Gras Amy found that she was actually enjoying economics more and more as the Spring semester progressed. She had been right about taking the two classes with Burnside. She knew what to expect from Burnside, which she found comforting in a strange way. Burnside might have given her an approving nod to see her enrolled in two of her classes...
It had been one of the coldest winters on record. Not much snow, but cold enough to force avid cyclists like Mallory Greenfeld into indoor spin classes. But now it was early May and all that was behind her as she prepared for a Saturday morning ride on her yellow aluminum Schwinn. She planned to ride about twenty miles, a relatively slow twenty miles. Save f...
Please read the Twistominoes Games that were played up to this point for the basic rules of the game, and to get a feeling for the characters and the building sexual tension. I also want to point out that no one in the story is intoxicated, though peer pressure can be equally powerful in forcing people into doing things they normally wouldn't. I've opted to...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Chopperfan327 strikes again! For my readers, who put up with a lot. Victory in battle is a matter of skill. Victory in war is a matter of persistence. (Tuesday) Aya followed me to Medical for my daily checkup. It seemed I was no longer to be trusted with my welfare. Aya fou...
This was was prompted by Literotica's 2016 Nude Day Story Contest. It's a lighthearted tale featuring voyeurism and exhibitionism. Thank you to my editors, who were very kind and patient with me. Any remaining errors belong solely to the author, because she can't stop tweaking things. This work has only been posted to literotica.com and should not be found...
I got a telephone call from Anna one lazy Saturday afternoon. At first I couldn't place her, until she mentioned a certain party she had hosted, a CFNM party that had set a new standard in my sexual adventures. This woman was not only gorgeous and rich, but she was completely open to passion and all varieties of pleasure. This I knew because my older lover,...
I had lost count of the days I had been at the club, but I knew that my life was changed – and for good. My humdrum existence back in the UK was a thing of the past, and I had decided that, come what may, I was going to stay here, or at least try to. Question was, with whom did I need to speak? Doña Francisca, or Sergio? It was Sergio who had first brought m...
I arrived on campus that Saturday morning, wide eyed and ready for the world. Even though I was in the car with my parents, I felt like I was truly moving on, and ahead in my life. High school was just a distant memory at this point, and I couldn't be happier about that. Don't get me wrong, I look back on those years fondly, now. But, at the time, it was fou...
Author’s Note: This builds upon the events of the previous chapters. I would recommend reading them first, before diving into this chapter. ***** Saturday, January 24 It was all too familiar to me. I was sitting in my kitchen on a Saturday morning eating blueberry waffles. I was anticipating a shopping trip with Polly, in which I would be picking her u...
Carrie's day was different. After getting dressed but leaving the bow in her hair, she got Jack and Emily up, bathed and ready. As she was putting the children in their car seats she had a devilish idea. Giggling, she stopped for a moment, fished out her phone and took a selfie herself standing in the car door, about to get in and take the kids to school....