Intro: In part one, Miss Helene Jean Ponsonby, managing director and owner of her family company saw a sign to a mysterious organisation situated next to her offices. She went in to find out what they did, was mistaken for a client, and ended up exposing herself to the receptionist who reciprocated in a mutual masturbation session. She left, not finding out...
In Paris 'This place looks alright,' Brad said as we walked past a quiet looking bar. We were in Paris, it was the first night of our first big European back packing tour. 'Looks very French,' I said as we stopped and looked through the window. 'Perfect,' Brad said, opening the door and pushing inside. 'It'll be a good way to remember our first night.' I...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the third chapter of a story which broke nicely into four chapters. Two of the chapters could possibly stand alone, but the four fit together better as a single tale. I've changed the characters' names and deliberately left out certain specific details in order to conceal the participants' identities. The reason will certainly become...
"Fuckmeat," I heard as I answered the phone. "I want you to get the tightest pair of jeans you own and meet me at Bright Rite Cleaners over on Parkway Avenue in the mall there. Meet me in twenty minutes." It had been two days since Derrick had taken me in the bedroom where I now stood, hoping Joey didn't overhear this. I had spent two days shielding my mark...
Landing at the San Francisco airport was very strange. The airport, and San Francisco, was shrouded in heavy dense fog. It was as if the City-by-the-Bay was protected by the low-to-earth bubble of cool comfort or had suddenly vanished. Coupled with the late afternoon winds San Francisco had rightfully earned the description that it is the coldest place to sp...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, containing accounts of his life. I have adapted and edited these notes and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at l...
Chapter One It was a warm rainy summer morning. Drake Ambrosia was having coffee and talking to some friend about the up coming high school and college football games at the local McDonalds when Serena Martins walked in. She didn't see him as she walked up to the counter to place her order. The only thing that's changed about her is her hair. She use to kee...
"It's late. Think you should drive home?" Her question is an expression of concern...and an invitation. That's a relief. You're sitting in your car outside her apartment after a really nice dinner, a great night out and a pretty good amount to drink. You've been re-connecting, finding new things in common, laughing easily and enjoying each other's company....
As the plane banked in, the land below looked rich and green, dotted with developments and striped with roads. It reminded Connor of his time in Hawaii visiting the islands that were separated from Oahu's overdevelopment. As the vista grew closer, however, the roofs of the houses bloomed into focus and he could see the developed cityscape of Havana in the di...
Happy Birthday to me...Friday the 24th was my four year anniversary of joining Literotica.com, so as a special treat, four new stories in one go! The Hollywood Files are a series of one-shot stories, completely fictional and purely for entertainment. No actual stars were slept with during the writing of this story. I am one of the best in the business. T...