++++ There is some recycling of characters from the first story I ever wrote for LW called BLOOD FROM A TURNIP (Yes I know the old story REALLY needed editing). https://www.literotica.com/s/blood-from-a-turnip OR https://www.literotica.com/s/blood-from-a-turnip-her-side This can be a standalone tale, but it will help to read either "BLOOD FROM A TURNIP"...
Damon pushed the doors open, wiping the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. He had forced himself to the limit today, overlooking the construction of the new vineyard facilities until the hot mid-day sun had become unbearable. But he desperately needed to keep his mind and body occupied. He couldn't let her haunt his thoughts anymore. Maybe a...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Looking at the mother of my children I felt a sense of warmth and contentment, even even as I wanted to curl up and die from sadness and loss. It hadn't always been easy and there had been sorrow and heartache but there had been way more good times than bad. As I watched the casket being lowered down I thought about all the things that had brought us here. I...
Peg was quiet for a few minutes. At length, she said, "Do you know that you are the only one of her lovers that Aunt Barb has ever shared with me?" I replied, "I have wondered about that. I feel honored. I'm very glad that it happened." I hesitated and then said, "Do you know that she told me that under the right circumstances, she would do a threesome with...
Part Two: Alternative Teaching Methods Chapter Four ELENA I was more than a little disappointed that the other rangers hadn't found Yavara's camp. It was less than a hundred yards from the main road and parked right in a clearing, as obvious as could be. The smell of rotting orc should have at least been a solid clue. I inspected the wound, confirming...
Rise Up This Morning Mary held her mother's hand as they strolled down the path through the woods. "When I first came to Maine, I couldn't get over how green it was," she said, "I felt like I was swimming in green." "I remember you telling me that," Jean nodded. A trio of woodcocks bobbed out of their way and disappeared into the brush as they rounded th...
I was staring at her now, watching as she peeled down her shorts, slowly exposing her gorgeous ass. Her naughty bits were concealed by a conservative bikini. Her shirt was already in the pile of clothes at her side, and her big tits were being held snugly by her elastic top. I was lounging at her side in my patio chair, sipping on a margarita by our pool. M...
As I walked up the steps to Marc and Tandi's house, I couldn't help but think about how much had changed in just one day. Yesterday morning I was Shane, Marc's best friend and neighbor of nearly 10 years. Today I was Shane, the guy that had spent last night fucking Marc's 18 year old daughter, Brandee, who, up until recently, I'd always thought of like a nie...
Summary: Jasmine responds to the most frequent questions asked by readers. Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, Wayne, and Robert for editing this essay. This isn't really a sequel, although it's a second part, as it addresses questions I didn't answer in 2017's Twenty Questions. 21 More Questions After 2017's 20 Questions, I received many more questions. I have n...