The weather was not so good on the return journey. As the train rattled its way away from the Central London terminus, through the dark brick lined cutting, the rain was already running down the windows of Ivy's carriage. Further out without the protection of the brick walls it beat against the panes, a staccato sound upon the roof in the silence of the carr...
Tom Mullins knew he was a lucky man. He remembered seeing the green light change to red through the downpour, and putting his foot on the breaks, but after that, it was all a blur of screeching tires and a deafening crash. From somewhere he remembered seeing flashing lights, and hearing a voice telling him he would be ok, but from that moment on, all was los...
Chapter 4: Home to UK Cliff dozed in the aircraft as it flew over the Atlantic, business in the States now done, going back to his new home in Scotland, UK. He was looking forward to getting home this time, as he was seeing Jeannie at her home in East Anglia on his way through from London. They had met by chance in Scotland, as she had chatted to him a coup...
Liz shut the front door behind her and started undressing, removing her suit jacket before kicking off her high heel shoes. They bounced across the wooden floor as she quickly unbuttoned her silk blouse, slipping it over her shoulders and disposing of it on the back of the sofa as she made her way to the kitchen. Grabbing a bottle of red wine and a glass, s...
This is a totally true story of how time away from my wife overseas heightened my quest for sexual satisfaction and self gratification. I am a 28 year old male. About 6ft tall with a stocky build, short black hair and bright blue eyes. After reading some stories on Lit and thinking about my hot wife waiting for me and the things we would do on my return, I...
Author's Note: I know, I know. I said that the series would finish, because I had said everything that I wanted to. Oh well, I guess I lied, then. She's just too much fun to write :) This was actually going to be the start of another party segment, but it's been too long and I simply haven't managed to make a breakthrough, so I'm giving you this pre...
One of the greatest masturbation sessions I ever experienced was in an onsen, a natural hot spring bath, in Kyoto in Japan. I had been travelling around that beautiful country for nearly two weeks, staying in the cheapest places I could find – which meant they were all communal rooms in youth hostels – before staying with a friend for a few days near Kyoto....
The would-be passengers groaned as the public address announcement finally gave them the news that they had been dreading. Bad weather had led to the cancellation of the last flight of the day, and they were stranded in this God-forsaken place. Ann sighed inwardly, her anticipation of being home, safe and warm, instantly displaced by the prospect of another...
They always say when you are at an accident you are part of it since you were there. So why was I there? Being a bit of a history buff and had recently read an article in a Sunday paper about a Scottish Clan battle that took place on 7th February 1603 in Glen Fruin; not far from where I live. The battle lasted for two days as two feuding families (Clans) th...
Imagine the warmth of the sun.....in perhaps Paris...... a couple enjoying time spent together ... a sultry summers afternoon. ... both of them having great expectations of what the night ahead will hold for them. The circle beginning in pleasure. ... they spend endless hours together ..... wandering from shop to shop. ... she tries on the finest clothes a...