Northern Lights By Richard Wark August, 1975 Deliberately, noiselessly, careful not to awaken the four guys in the tent, I zip the door shut and take a few steps into the woods. Even with the flashlight in hand, I have to pick my way carefully through the trees and bushes. Once I'm behind a row of trees, halfway down to the lake, I snap off the flashlight...
"I want a portrait of me, Doug. I want it in time for mine and Al's anniversary." "I think I can squeeze that in, Lucy," I said. "What sort of pose are you looking for?" She looked at me strangely. She was demurely dressed, soft-spoken, yet incredibly pretty. Like her husband, I have a major weakness for brunettes. Lucy flushed for a moment, twisted her en...
Supermarket shopping, like most males I hate this necessary chore. I seem to be cursed by women not concentrating on what they are doing, wandering aimlessly along the center of aisles with their kids screaming loudly and running amok. This day I was pushing a trolley through my local supermarket when I turned a corner and bumped into a trolley coming in the...
I woke up Saturday morning in Nikki's bed feeling totally refreshed and rejuvenated. Nikki was still asleep and had her hand on my erect cock. I needed to use the bathroom, so I slowly got out of bed and she moved her hand away in the process. "What are you doing, Tommy?" she asked me. "Just need to use the bathroom. Should I worry about your parents?" I a...
39. Trash Converters The next day, Annabelle received hundreds of emails through the website, thanking her for taking on the task of cleaning up the oceans. There was only a couple of negative ones, but they were so poorly written that they were just chalked up to uneducated people trying to cause problems. If you can't even spell or make cohesive sentences...
This is a long romantic tale of jealousy, selfishness and cruel love, told in eight parts. Part 1 I looked out the window at my car parked in the driveway, and noticed Ellie, my girlfriend's married sister, washing the inside of its windows. Tess, my girlfriend, was in another room playing the piano and I was bored – at loose ends – since no one else was i...
Italics are in use for word emphasis and song titles. Three spaced dots . . . indicate the character's hesitation, reluctance, or a brain fart and can't think of the words. Three spaced dots at the end of a sentence indicates an unfinished or interrupted sentence. This is my first submission to Literotica. The seed of inspiration for this story came to me a...
Dear Reader, this is a very long one, I always go on too long I know. This one got away from me. This is my first LW story so be gentle with me. This isn't really a BTB story it is more of a lost opportunities story. There isn't a lot of sex in this one, just a couple scenes that were germane to the story. I was trying to paint the picture of the pain and lo...
Greg pick up his cell phone with a heavy sigh. The phone beeped in reply as he accepted his wife's call. "So..." he began, already knowing what he was about to hear. As he waited for Gina's reply, he pushed aside the curtain and stared out at the fluffy snow piling up in heavy mounds on the grass, driveway, and street in front of his house. The wind swirle...
Sheila picked up one of the cubes on her desk. She wiggled her eyes suggestively and let out the tell-tale, slightly too robotic giggle. I felt myself getting tired. Cumming felt different as Noelle. I came really hard when Lucas fucked me and then I came again when his dad fucked me in the broom closet. For some reason, I could still feel their cum mingling...