1972 in a town just outside of Utica, New York. *** I lifted the last of the plants into the back of the station wagon under the watchful eye of Mrs. Birdsall, and after I closed the back securely I brushed my hands together and rubbed them on my jeans. "There you go, Mrs. Birdsall!" I announced loudly in my deep bass voice. "All set." "What time do you...
This is the first time I have written from a woman's perspective, I hope you like it. Some of the following is based on real occurrences. * I saw my reflection in the shop window. I looked OK, I was pleased. I was still not sure if I was doing the right thing however. Why was I walking down the street to meet him; someone who I had never physically met bef...
'The House Guest' involves characters who appeared in my earlier offering, 'The Discipline Begins', and refers to events contained therein, but can be read as a stand alone story. * Florence Roberts' pretty ever-so slightly retroussé nose had been put out of joint. Sir Richard had invited a guest to stay at the Manse: Marsha Williams, best-selling popular...
The marriage of Howard and Chyna took place by what might be called an unexpected piece of good luck. Howard had been casually dating Chyna's older sister Maureen, and Howard on the chance that she might be free for the evening had called at her place. It was Chyna who opened the door to him and she informed him that Maureen had already gone out on a date....
My wife is a nymphomaniac. Not a horror but an adventure story The dictionary defines nymphomania as excessive and uncontrollable sexual desire in women. Medical science classifies nymphomania as a disease. * * * Ours was an arranged match. When the offer first reached my ears I was not inclined to go through with the bride viewing process for the age...
I've come to realise at the grand old age of twenty something that I'm a sexual oddity. There's rarely a minute that goes by in any waking hour that I don't think of sex, yet I don't yearn to do it. I can go ages without it and, unlike what some of my more active friends at stage school, say, I don't get warts and pimples after a month without sex. In fact I...
This story is fiction. I would imagine that most people who post on literotica write about topics that interest them and I am no different. I mostly write about mature natural women. I have had some pretty nasty emails and comments by mostly "anonymous" people who object to a natural woman who has real vices and failings. I am always amazed at people who des...
This story builds to a climax chapter by chapter. You will enjoy it much more and it will make more sense if you read them in sequence and save Chapter 5 for last. * The bliss went on for weeks as Larissa reveled in her erotic relationship with Turner. Despite the 14 year gap in their ages and his profession as a lawyer, he was an attentive lover who stun...
This is a first effort for me. I'm sure open for guidance and suggestions. Encouragement helps. * A couple of things you should know about me. I'm fiercely competitive. God bless um, my parents gave me a set of genes to back it up. I'm 6'2", 220 pounds, I'm fast, I'm strong, and I'm smart. I have always first in my class and first string -- whatever the sp...
Sandra was tossing and turning in bed, trying hard to fall asleep and suppress her thoughts of sexual desires, but she just couldn't stop thinking about it. She could feel her panties becoming moist as she fantasized about the things she wanted to do to an unsuspecting male. Sandra has always been a dominant person, and always had to be in-control of any sit...