This story is based on reality. The beginning is based on my experience. The story continues into fantasy. I wrote this story as tribute and as a gift to the girl named Haley. Obviously not the real girl's name, the only share the first initial. I hope your enjoy this my H... _____________________ I got off the motorcycle I had bought. This was going to b...
Acknowledgment: I like to thank Tasia Dawn, Literotica Volunteer Editor, whose guidance and encouragement made possible the submission of this story. It was around the time that Mark broke off with Amanda that he first met Karen on the tennis court. Mark was a 32-year-old bachelor, the tennis pro at the club who thought that he could charm any woman. He ea...
Jake had been eyeing her all semester long -- the girl who always sat at the front of the class, eager to answer the professor's questions about literary allusions, metaphors and all of that other stuff that flew right over his head. If there was one good thing that came out of this boring, mind-numbing class, Jake thought, it was that he got to stare at her...
The door opened and she looked up. It was another tall, handsome man, but younger, with long, dark hair and deep set, dark eyes. Christine's mouth fell open. She was in love. "Can I come in?" he said. His voice was deep and rich and resonant. His arms and chest were thick and muscular. Christine realized he was speaking to her. "Uh, sure," she said. He smi...
My best friend Rita had been going with Sean, her boyfriend for a couple weeks. We had them over to my apartment one night after we all had a nice dinner out together. It was so fun watching them be in such wild heat for each other. It was plainly obvious that Sean wanted Rita hard and deep. I had to hold back my snickers throughout the night as Sean kept tr...
Darius peeked out the window of his apartment and tried to ignore the burning of the sunlight against his skin. Soon, the sun would go down and he could hunt, hopefully finding new prey. His latest catch was exquisite but even she felt somewhat lacking, he needed a new victim. "You going out to find your new slut again?" Whisper, his wife had snuck up behin...
(Please Read 'The Assistant Manager's Story' first) The next day Neha met me at the appointed place far from where she lived. She told me where to go. On the way I said, "I'll cook up lunch for you, my dear. I'm sure you'll like it. OK?" She looked at me and smiled, "Alright. You did promise me lunch." "What will you tell your mother if you're late?"...
Nothing But Knit *Author's note: Those of you who've read my personal crossdressing stories (those written in the first person) know I have a huge fetish for knit tops—particularly the ribbed-knit variety. I often use the word 'sweaters' for the things I like in a generic sense, but pretty much any form-fitting top that are not sweaters fit the bill quite n...
“M’Lady Elaine, it’s time to leave if we’re to make Barkley Hall by nightfall. The coachman is tending to the horses and will be ready to leave in an hour.” The young woman stirred, then stretched and slowly opened her eyes. “Oh, Millie, why must one wake before the cocks when traveling? This straw tic is hard as a board, and it seems as if I fell asleep o...
We continue the story of Geoff and Julie, whom I last wrote about in "A family Caribbean Holiday" and "A Porn star is born?" You may wish to look at them first. Julie is a very attractive, blond Ward Sister or Manager, In a famous London Children's Hospital. She has been living with Geoff, a successful businessman for about nine months. The Story continues...