Like any sequel, this story needs to stand on its own and I think it does. The reading of it, however, might be a richer experience if you first read, "The Grannies Next Door". I submitted that last fall and for me it was my first acceptable effort in writing as a male...a goal that had eluded me for years. I was lucky to get some decent feedback in that reg...
My name is Zake. I'm called that because my parents gave me an unpronounceable Ukrainian name, and that was the best fit that came out of kindergarten. It stuck, and it's been hard to get confused with anyone else in the phone book. I'm 34 years old and I'm an instructor for heavy equipment. I also dig vacant lots for homebuilders on the side with my own bus...
Talk about a whirlwind couple of days... Hardly had I recovered from one of the longest, most head-spinningly awesome nights of my life -- where Libby and I met face-to-face after seeing each other naked on Literotica's amateur photography threads, reviewing a few hard-core shots of Libby getting fucked by her old boyfriend, posing together in front of the c...
I got my answer almost immediately: yes, John was very good at kneading. As soon as I threw the ingredients together I put him to work on the early steps of baking bread. His strong hands turned the stiff dough with ease, and he was able to finish in half the time it would have taken me. Unfortunately, I was quick to discover that John was not very good at m...
This story was edited by ErikThread and DaveT with my thanks and appreciation. Any errors are mine alone. Previously posted on another site. Captain's Choice Chapter 9 What next? The shock was enormous. I was speechless and stood there, bewildered by what she had said. My mother? Was that even possible? I was frozen in place for the moment and it wasn't...
Copyright 2008 all rights reserved * "Don't come to the party if you can't be civil," his brother warned. "We want you there, but this is Amanda's party and I won't have you making a scene." Kevin sighed into the phone and ran a hand through his hair. He wanted to go the party, he really did. His sister-in-law, Amanda, was like the sister he never had. It...
Chapter 10 – Overnight I woke up with a start late on Saturday morning. Sitting up in bed, I first glanced at the clock and realized that I was paying the price for my activities the evening before. The evidence of my partying was sitting on my desk, a half dozen or so empty beer bottles and three full condoms. In addition, my clothing from the previous eve...
Maggie, dear sweet Maggie: I pray that somehow you will find this and dismiss all else I have written here to take this one shining moment of us into your heart and cherish it as I do you. For we, you and I, have lived twice: One life for ourselves and one for our dreams. Their deceptions were considerable enough to cause a lifetime of worry. But every lie...
Chapter 8 - Sherry's Diary: Wilder Night Out Author's note: I've been working on this story for a looong time. The first part put to paper (yes, paper) was chapter two, which grew out of a real entry in my diary. Soon after, I began typing chapter one into an old laptop at a local coffee shop, enjoying the thrill of typing an explicit erotic story while sur...
This is the first story I've ever posted in the Loving Wife category. I'm eager to hear the comments of what is reputed to be Literoticas most interesting group. Please, don't hesitate letting me know what you think of my tale. It's the feedback that makes writing stories fun. Dallas, Texas 2005 "Will ya look at that?" I heard Uncle Mario hiss as I lay...