It was nice to be home after spending the better part of 2 months in Europe. Jane, Judy and I were quickly settling into our old routine and, our newest family member, Lily, was quickly adapting to life in Chicago. Classes were still a few weeks from starting so Jane and I decided that we should turn our attention to what Judy and Emily were doing as they ma...
LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All sexually active characters are above the age of consent on their planet of origin. Many thanks go to RF-Fast for editing and polishing. Any bad grammar left is wholly on m...
Katie Jackson and Phil Dorman arrived in Los Angeles on Friday afternoon for the Monday evening premiere episode of 'Dancing with the Stars'. The flight had been uncomfortable for Katie. For some reason, Phil had barely spoken to her. Ever since their departure, the old man seemed strangely distant, constantly lost in thought. When she had confronted him, he...
Once Jerry hit puberty, he grew to over six feet tall. However, he was anything but muscular. Some called him lanky. By the time he went to High School, he had bulked up and worked out, so he was a muscular male specimen. Being one of the tallest boys in his class, the coach put him on the basketball team. He was one of the few that year that lettered. To sa...
"To Paint the Portrait of a Bird" This is a story about how Beth and Angie continue to evolve as their unique life journeys continue. Some disclaimers are in order: This story contains no incest—actually the proportion of sex to story is relatively small for a Literotica story. It's therefore not really an erotic story that's intended to turn you on (but...
Chapter 8 Trial Day 6 These people honour me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. They worship me in vain; their teachings are but rules taught by men.' Isaiah 29:13, Mark 7:6-7 Cynthia Mayotte's death dominated the news media. Speculation was rife that there was a connection between her death and the case in progress. Much was made of the f...
© Sadie Rose Bermingham and Bellora Quinn 2012 CHAPTER 2 HOME SWEET HOME? Thanks for all the nice comments on chapter one. By way of a reward, here's chapter two, all ready to be unwrapped. Hope you enjoy it. The usual warnings apply; LONDON LOVES...? contains scenes of a graphic nature involving horny young men often in multiples of more than two. Oh, an...
"Mom, why don't you come back home and live in Grandpa's place? We'd love for you to live here!" "Oh, I don't know Faith. That old house needs so much work. I should have fixed it up and rented it out when he passed away, but your father and I didn't want to spend the money and now...I don't even want to think about it." "But you and Dad paid property ta...
James Ross was sitting at his desk drinking his first cup of morning coffee. He was staring out his window instead of going through his inbox for the first time like he would normally have done. Normally by this time of morning he would have finished his perusal of the overnight deliveries and made some phone calls to subordinates but his heart just was not...
Ana is -- and always has been -- her own woman. She doesn't need trends, popularity or silly sentimentality. She has also learned the hard way that she doesn't need a man. Any man. She knows herself well and doesn't want to be like everyone else; she doesn't crave what they have. Leo is a musician that sings about the kind of love that Ana scoffs at. His w...