Although this story is self contained, it contains allusions to two earlier stories, "The Examination" and "On Further Examination." I like to think you will enjoy this one more if you have read the others. Col. Steve Trevor was in a bad humor even although he had good news for his commanding officer. He had broken up a terrorist group that threatened a maj...
I picked up the nickname Bosco because of my smooth as chocolate milk skin. Some guy I dated said I reminded him of the drink and the name stuck. Now I dance under the name. Dancing is what you make of it. I grew up in Poughkeepsie. I worked the Hudson Valley while I was finishing high school. I know what you are thinking. But I had good fake ID. Actually m...
A badly needed vacation. "Sorry but we have decided." Tess said. She was setting across from Zoe in the Starbuck's on the corner by the office. "Fuck, Tess, you can't just up and leave town like this." Zoe argued. "Look, I've told you." Tess said. "Our clients know, they understand." Oh, sure, they understand now." Zoe lowered her voice. "But in a few da...
For the whole night after my encounter with Amber, I couldn’t stop thinking about her body, and her slutty attitude. I couldn’t believe just how much it turned me on. I couldn’t get to sleep because Amber just kept running through my mind. I woke the next morning with a very stiff cock. I was distracted at work all the following day. My employer complained,...
One dreamy summer afternoon, after a lovely lunch, lounging on the patio of Jean's house , about six of us were savouring a few glasses of plonk discussing bringing up our kids and the challenges that task presented. Jean, took courage from the wine and brought up the very naughty story of the oldest son of one of her neighbours, and how she and her friends...
Here is part 2 of 3 of my latest offering to the Literotica readership. * Chapter 3 – Kim Tells Her Story Hi. My name is Sam. I guess you remember me from telling you the first two parts of my life's worst experience. At least I had thought the parts I'd already narrated to you were the worst, but then she showed up at my door. If you remember, I...
Andrea stood at the left corner of the stage at Ibiza's enjoying the 11:30 set, quaffing down the last of the beer that she had been nursing. She was a fine looking woman, just this side of thirty, with a medium-length haircut that suited her; black hair all fluffed out, shorter on the sides and hitting her shoulders in the back. The black hair was a nice co...
This story contains strong racial language and situations. There are also elements of NC, BDSM, incest, and romance in here. If any of these bother you, do not read this story. Do not send me flames regarding any of the above themes; you received due warning. A special thank-you to all my editors, you guardian angels. Her fingers slipped over the s...
"You know," I said, "I've worked out what the problem was with that movie." "Do tell," Nina commanded. "It was theoretically a good film," I said, "that's why they make us watch it, after all. It was well-structured, and the design was mathematically perfect, and you could count all the references to Freud and the quotes from silent-era classics and stuff....
[Edited by volunteer editor LaRacasse. Thanks for grammatical corrections but especially for comments on character development and dialogue.] Things were looking good that summer in Missouri so long ago. My eighteenth birthday had passed and soon after that my High School Graduation. I had an acceptance letter from my college and a scholarship to take me...