My parents place on the lake is one of my favorite refuges. When life gets complicated I can always count on hours trolling from my boat, or sitting on the dock soaking minnows, to help melt the frustrations and issues away. And this particular day was little different. With my wife out of the country and work getting the best of me, the nearly week long vac...
(Again thank you for the many positive remarks. They are very much appreciated. For the others, if this material offends you please don't read it, my slide into depravity only worsens as the story goes on, which for you that have trouble with, is more true than you may wish to accept) After catching his breath he said, "Good, then you tasks are not yet over...
Becca sheepishly greeted Dr. Jensen at her front door. Mike was away on business and had instructed her to contact and interact with the strange man. Without Mike present she was even more embarrassed than she'd been when they'd first met. At that time Mike had done all of the talking and she'd merely had to cooperate. This time she was personally asking the...
Parts of the story refers to memories, related by the main character, when they were all underage but there is no sex when they were underage. They are all over 18 in this story. The characters, location etc are completely fictitious. * * * * * If you know anything about California, especially Southern California, you know that Blythe, California is one of...
Part 2 — Service Provider Before beginning, please read Part 1: Mother's Helper, The Black Diary. In Part 1, Janice, a hot and sexually frustrated single MILF, is riddled with guilt over her poor parenting of her hot son Matthew, a high school senior. Matt discovers his voluptuous mother's unquenchable penchant for sex and punishment, and quickly increases...
She slipped into a sweet place as she rested on a lounger poolside as the sun was slowly disappearing behind the trees. There was an orangish pinkish cast on everything. She always thought that had to be the colors of Heaven. So peaceful. So warm. She loved this time of the evening. Her skin was warm to touch. She had spent the day poolside. A 'Shay Day.' S...
***It is 1917 in the heat of the Russian Revolution. Borya seeks pleasure and release in his own private fantasy where men cling eagerly to giant, milk filled breasts.*** They hung in the night sky like big, soft globes, surrounded by sparkling stars and the foggy expanse of the Milky Way. Some up high, some below, dozens of them. Beautiful round milk-swol...
I just moved into this department; naturally have a new boss and new colleagues. The department I moved into is a traditional department, male only, and have been there since they left school, which makes me the only female. On my first day in this department, I notice the guy sitting next to me have a very sexy smile, but his attitude really puts me off, a...
Dear Reader. I've heard that all the best authors start off that way when they want to write a personal note. So I thought what's good for the best is good enough for me. This story has been written as an entry into the Literotica 2002 Survivor competition. As the rules require that authors submit a story to each category I have submitted this to BDSM....
This is a true story about my wife, Lauren, that I think you will enjoy. First, a little background. We got married several years ago. The most obvious thing about Lauren is her lack of height; she's 4'11" to my 6'1". Lauren isn't a model (sorry, babe), but she has that wholesome, girl-next-door attractiveness and beauty. Very petite, she normally weighs in...