You could say I live a vanilla life style. Nothing happens out of the ordinary in my life and all my boyfriends have been pretty easy going all with healthy sexual appetites. I've had 5 sex partners, 3 were men and 2 were women...you know...the college years, but that's another story. I'm also not counting the amount of dick I've sucked over the years either...
Note: The entire series is completely fictional; characters are of my own creation. As well as there may be minor violence but only for this chapter. The first chapter is basically details for the plot. If you wish to avoid that then read chapter 2. ***** Prologue New Mexico, 12:45 AM "Fox Trot, this is Bravo Team. We are ready to fire. I repeat we are r...
I was standing in the aisle of the beauty salon looking for my currently-favorite shampoo. So many brands. Too many brands. I couldn't find it. There was no sales assistance so after more than five minutes of fruitless searching, I went to the front of the store to see if I could get some help. The store wasn't that busy, but there were several people crowd...
Melanie was all about business. At least that's what I said to reassure myself. She'd never shown much kindness toward me. Whenever I spoke, her replies were always short and curt. "What's up, Melanie?" "Nothing." "Pretty busy day today." "I guess?" "Well...later." Then her nose might wrinkle, or she'd shake her head in annoyance and go back to work....
Mario and I continued to amp the intensity of our bond...I found myself in such a state of lust and love for him that all I could think of is how to please my new lover. He knows about my Bisexuality and encourages it. So I will playing with a new girlfriend this weekend...*evil little giggle*. I often flirt with and trade naughty pics with women. I show him...
What do you think?, asked Pamela. Her dress was on one of the tatamis. She was smiling as she stepped out of her shoes onto the tatami. She took her panties off in a fast, smooth motion and tossed them on the dress. Her pubic hair was trimmed to a small tuft above the bare lips of her vagina. She stood before him in her thigh high stockings. Do you want to...
Anonymous in the USA, finding himself/herself awake, hoicked into a spittoon which was a half-finished jam jar and scratched mushrooms under both armpits. Who in the world should Anonymous lampooned or harpooned today? Slipping on two knuckledusters and then, awkwardly, spiked underpants, Anonymous staggered to the latrine and urinated the $100 bottle of F...
This story is a work of, hopefully, humorous fiction. Any similarities to persons living or dead are purely coincidental. Any products or organizations that appear do so in a fictional manner, too. Thanks for reading. Any feedback will be greatly appreciated. ______________________________ When I took a new job in the suburbs of a major southeastern city...
I've been fortunate to receive very few critical comments, up until now they've all been constructive. To the guy who just told me my work was amateurish, I think you missed the part in the Literotica description stating it's a web-site for amateur story tellers. If you want professional go to Barnes and Noble. * Activity at the new store was drawing Lindy...
Janice wasn't attractive. She knew this about herself and in a way it defined her. She was worse than plain, she was forgettable. Add to this sad state the fact that she was very shy and you realize you have a recipe for almost never getting laid. And she hadn't. Her first sexual experience was with a boy who she later found out was going out with her on a...