I'm in my early 60s but still think like a 25 year old. I've kept myself in pretty good shape, considering my loose living and carousing, heavy drinking and smoking, in my younger years. I could still hold my own with the younger crowd today. I was into self-defense, combat training, boxing, and when I served in the military I was in a Special Forces Unit. I...
My name is Scott. I'm a Justice of the Peace in a small rural county in a western state. Things are quiet out here. I help the police occasionally, help sort out land titles and deeds, preside over our small claims court, and perform marriages. I have a small office at the Town Hall, nothing fancy, just a place to work. I had wanted to be a lawyer, but life...
Note: tons of gratitude to MollyCactus, a wonderful Literotica writer who did amazing and patient work on editing this series of three stories. She is a sweetheart. And a slut. With a brain! Thanks honey! The young couple that I had observed and then met this afternoon (see my story "The Maine Events 01 - On the Dock") had invited me over to their cabin f...
"The mass of the rich and the poor are differentiated by their incomes and nothing else, and the average millionaire is only the average dishwasher dressed in a new suit." ― Down and Out in Paris and London Beneath the monumental tires of the gigantic limo, the husky, brown scorpion ― sunning itself adjacent The Palms Hotel ― popped like kerneled corn on a...
-------------------------------------- The following is fiction, intended to entertain. If it doesn't, by all means erase, exit or otherwise eliminate it from your life, as is your right. If I offend or disturb you in anyway, I am sorry, for that is not my intention. If by chance, I make you smile, or maybe wiggle in your seat, well, you'll be getting a tou...
Stretching out on the orange and blue striped beach towel her body molded its form into the sand. Having undone the string of her bra like so many of the younger women on the beach she wriggled her chest, her breasts displacing the sand beneath the towel which cooled them as the hot upper crust was broken. Many a man on the beach that day noticed the attrac...
Yesterday morning as I was just waking up from a wonderful sleep I heard the buzzer on my driveway gate sound. Getting up out of bed and checking the monitor I saw Tyson and Bart in their truck waiting for me to let them in. I buzzed the gate and as it opened they drove through. Knowing it was them I went downstairs to the door and opened it up for them. As...
"Excuse me. I was wondering if I could get my homecoming pictures taken here?" asked the soft, angelic voice of a young girl who just walked into Jane's photo studio. Jane sat at the front desk with her face planted in her laptop doing a bit of research online. "We do homecomings, proms, birthdays, bar mitzvahs............" Jane trailed off once she looked...
Chapter 1 Many citizens of the Australian inland city of Black Creek were fascinated by the family feuding that threaten Australia's hugely popular TV show, The Settlers, now into filming in the Black Creek district of the second 12-part series. The Settlers was the first drama series to be produced by local broadcasting company Bee-Creek Radio and TV, o...
It was during Harold Robinson's sophomore year of high school that his parents purchased the "Roanoke Salvage Yard." The family moved from Lynchburg to Roanoke to reside in the house on the Salvage Yard property. Harold transferred to the Clay High school. Harold was a tall, quiet, studious, honest kid, who was a good basketball player. Some new students tr...