I feel I need to thank of_ones_own_volition for her time and hard work. For her to read and correct the crazy shit from my fermented brain, must have surely been painful. Thanx again LYG * I've always been told what a lucky son of a bitch I am, but I don't think so! I've lost at everything that I've ever done. If I buy a car, it's always a lemon. Every gi...
Revision of 2012 February 10 Published by Alyx Crowley at Smashwords Copyright 2012 Alyx Crowley Adult Content: This story contains explicit sexual content that is not suitable for those under 18 years of age, and may be considered offensive by some readers of all ages. License Notes: Thank you for downloading this free ebook; I hope you enjoy it. Altho...
We all love to show off that which we are most proud of. When a kid gets a new toy, he wants to show it to all his friends and say "Look what I got." When we take pride in what we have, it is normal to want to share, and let others envy you. It just sort of makes you feel rich to look someone in the eye and say "This belongs to me, and I'm the luckiest perso...
It was a beautiful, crisp late morning in the late spring and 26-year-old Will Cummings drove through the entrance gate of Sandy Point Beach in Annapolis Maryland. There wasn't a lot of traffic there and he was surprised. It was the perfect day to be at the beach. The weather was nice, sunny with a good breeze going on. Will had moved to Prince George's Cou...
This story makes somewhat more sense if you read “Touched Down Deep Chapter 1”, but it is not necessary. Not too long ago, she read an article decrying the use of TV’s in the role of babysitters, and once again she was convinced that the article had been written by somebody without children. Leaning against her husband on the couch she closed her eyes and e...
It was a sultry evening as the plane touched down on the Cancun airstrip, and the eager couple deplaned for a week of revelry and holiday in the tropical resort community. This was to be the tropical adventure they often fantasized about, but was soon to turn into a sexual adventure beyond their wildest imaginings. The taxi whisked them from the airport to t...
The stripper strokes my smooth, bare knee with the back of her hand, running it up along my thigh to caress the skin under my skirt. She bends and seductively brushes her lips against my ear, and I catch a nose full of her fragrance, all sweet and glittery, soft, like sex, with a hint of cigar smoke in her chestnut hair. Then she bends at the waist, does a g...
This story originally began as a sexual roleplaying thread at Literotica's Bulletin Board. Many thanks go to Ravenloft who co-wrote this with me, and to Renegade, Vivid, Neale, and Miguelito Breathstealer who contributed their writings and ideas for the characters they portrayed. * * * * * "Dammit, Jacen, you said we would go out on a date tonight! You pro...
Normal Monday, Fisher is sitting at the breakfast table across from Sophie when she sighs heavily, staring at her laptop. "Whats the matter baby?" he asked, with as much concern as he can muster before the caffeine from his morning coffee has kicked in. "I need a girls night," she said simply, looking up at him with her big beautiful brown eyes. "Yeah," h...
Everyone could hear my high-heels clip clop on the wooden floor of the interview room in the Solicitors Office where I work, as I approached the heavily tattooed, bleach-blonde recalcitrant, youth sitting in front of the desk. Wayne Webster was 21 and had been in and out of trouble most of his life. I had been in charge of his case workers for the last fiv...