This story is posted on the Literotica website; the author does not give permission for it to be reposted or reprinted anywhere else without consent. This is the sixth chapter in a multi-chapter interracial cuckold story. If you haven't read the previous chapters, I encourage you to do so, but I'm confident you'll enjoy it as a standalone too. ***** One...
Urges After the accident Megan found her life changed in many small ways. The head trauma meant she had to relearn a few basic abilities, like how to concentrate and how to actively remember things that came as second nature once before. These small changes affected her life in all manner of ways. One particular change however had much greater impact on h...
Author's notes: Hello Literotica reader. Again, sorry for the long gaps between stories. In the last installment I wrote you from the island of Maui. I'm still here. I can't bring myself to return to northern Virginia just yet. I have a lot of unused vacation time and I'm cashing it all in. My friend with the farmhouse in Haiku says I can stay as long as I...
Previously on Vice Cop, Hudson and Lexa, working Homicide, went undercover chasing an elusive killer known as The Yellow Cab Killer, a taxi cab driver who murdered his passengers. The killer, disguised as a passenger, had Hudson drive him to the airport where he made his escape, teaching Hudson he couldn't always save the day. This episode has a lot of plo...
A romance, sort of, but one in which there is an amicable parting of ways. If that offends your sensibility, well, you've been warned. * * * * * I was kind of disappointed. Somehow I'd always thought that college dorm rooms were more like suites, with a living room and separate bedrooms. But this was just a single tiny room, not even as big as you got in...
PROLOGUE Saturday - 6.30pm West Babylon, Long Island... 'Shit! Ow! Katherine mildly cursed as the errant suspender pinged against her thigh for the third time. 'Jesus! Why do guys love these damn things so much?' She made a final concerted effort, pulling the black suspender firmly down towards her stocking-top. 'Hah!' She proclaimed triumphantly as she s...
© C.B. Summers 2011 * I prepared for battle on my unmade bed. I deployed howitzers and pillboxes on the pillow highlands, drove tanks and half-tracks from the rear lines near the footboard, into attack formation, and patiently placed every little plastic soldier in their positions on the battlefield. Some were formed up into skirmish lines behind the folds...
I'd love to meet any of my Seaborne girls, but here's a new-ish one. Heidi was a very, very small player in a story I did a little bit ago, but she's based on a very, very real person with exactly the same personality. This story happens, oh, maybe three months before my "Schadenfreude." I'm entering this story in the 2018 April Fool's Contest; please read a...
Chapter 18 Jan finished her embroidery of how she had sex twice on the afternoon of the high school initiation and started the story about Sandy's lesbian encounter with the camp counselor. Bill listened intently, but stopped her to say, "I 'm dying to hear the rest of this, but I think we've been out here too long. Let's go sit in the kitchen. If that mov...
I'm flat-chested. When I say "flat-chested," I don't just mean that I have small boobs. I mean I have no boobs. I found on the Internet a description of a girl like me. It said, "If she takes off her clothes, stands sideways, and sticks out her tongue, she looks like a zipper." That pretty well sums it up. I am seriously flat-chested. I could have told you...