The double tap on the open office doorway caught my attention. Glancing up I found Mary Richards, American Literature professor and owner of a set of the finest natural C cup breasts that I'd ever had the privilege of playing with, standing in my doorway. "How was the summer?" she asked. "Good," I answered automatically without thinking. "Had a really good...
Chapter Two: Changes Please be advised: There are some homosexual references in this story. Tracy Jenkins woke up Sunday morning as she usually did. A nice stretch and a hug for her husband before getting up and rousing the kids. As she stretched though, the previous night's activities came back to her in the form of a dull ache from her rectum. She tense...
To the reader: I wrote this story two years ago and put it in my file of stories I didn't think were good enough to submit. Then I saw a story on the morning news and knew I had to resurrect it. The story on TV was eerily close to this one, even to the point where everything happened in the same city. (I changed the location when I re-edited it.) All that b...
Part 1: NOW... The rain came down steadily that night. It had been coming down in heavy sheets almost two hours before. That's when it had caused the most damage. It had turned the cottage roads into obstacle courses with pools of water and large branches and debris strewn across the gravel and asphalt. Wise travellers would have avoided trying to push thro...
My deepest thanks to SouthPacific for his editing skills, this story reads allot better with his help. I had some real trouble deciding on a category for this one. The first page or so will lead you to believe it should sit firmly in one category, but when you read it to the end you will think it could well sit in another. Just a shame that it can't go into...
This my first attempt at writing fiction -- on Literotica or anywhere else. Your voting and/or comments will determine if I ever try this again. I had thought about passing this story idea along to FTDS; I have done that before. He must get many more suggestions than he can possibly handle, and, because I have mental snapshots of several things I see happeni...
My wife, Kami, recently had an uncle pass away that left her, as the only surviving relative, his entire estate which included a one-hundred-and-thirty-acre weekend property about ninety minutes from our home in Houston. Her uncle had fixed it up nicely so that it had a mixture of woods and open pasture, and he had built a three-bedroom house, complete with...
"HELLo James Ian." "Ummm! Hi. Desmond right?" "Yes. Forgive my Mother. She will learn her place as I get older." "Place?" If James could physically swallow in his spiritual state he would. He had a very strong hunch that this Reflection was not right in the head. At least he couldn't read the thoughts James had. "You are correct James. But, wrong that I...
Chapter 1 "Say that again?" I asked, to make sure that I heard her right. Deanna Maxwell was one of those ladies that one gave close attention, with her tall, slender, statuesque body, striking blue-grey eyes, and luscious, wavy nut brown hair. Even so, there was still a chance that I might have slipped into a daydream on a lazy Saturday afternoon like t...
This is part of an ongoing series - if you find yourself here without reading the first three chapters, please go back and catch up. We'll still be here when you get back:) Hi all! First off, fair warning that there's no sex in this chapter - words were exchanged last chapter, and they can't be taken back. I know it's long, but I wanted to get it all out in...