At Grover Cleveland High the swimming classes were held in the vast echoey basement pool, smelling of chlorine. There were bleachers rising on both sides to be packed out in the event of a competition. There were Corinthian columns and painted windows in the upper walls. The atmosphere was gloomy and... Well, full of possibility. For one reason. Classes...
The Final Test PART ONE: WRESTLING WITH LOVE GOD Anna and I sat in the lavish theatre room of my hotel in hell. Freshly buttered popcorn slickened our fingers and lips, crunching loudly between our teeth. The large projection screen displayed the dinner date between Lucy and Rachel in crystal clarity. It was shown to us as an actual movie, with differing...
**Note to Readers: Please respond with comments! Constructive criticism encouraged! This story was based on true experiences in my life. Names, dates, and locations have been changed to protect the sexually mischievous (ha-ha). Liberal creative interpretation of actual events was used to piece together a period of time. Even though some parts of this story a...
Author's note: Warning: This story is mostly dialogue between a therapist and a patient. Many people dislike stories with a lot of dialogue, so I felt it only fitting to warn you. Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoy. ************************************** I fought to keep my annoyance from showing on my face. It's often a struggle to keep a professi...
"My husband is out of own," I boldly lied as I smiled at the stranger's exceedingly handsome face, batting my long eyelashes in my girlish way. "I'm just here tonight to have some fun, you know." It wasn't difficult to keep looking at the man. He was built like I love men to be; over six foot, with broad shoulders and an obviously flat stomach, his hulk tow...
CHAPTER 1 Darcy Farnsworth was tiring of world travel and seeking to be hired to do whatever when within sight of his last dollar, Euro, Rand or funny money if he were in one of the smaller nations. Derrick -- or Darcy as everyone including his mom called him -- had left home three years after graduating to see how the other half lived. It was now 'been th...
Fall of Lady Shimizu Rise of Susie Yoshida I. The Ninja raises Nikita Sokolov entered the warehouse closing the steel door behind her. The warehouse was dimly lit for the early morning hours, its contents of boxes and crates reflected the yellow dullness of the dim lights. Nikita looked out of place from the dusty and dimly lit atmosphere of the surroundi...
Copyright © 2019 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. Warning: This store is about a husband who wants to shares his wife. There is no sharing in this part but, will be in other parts...
At the time the following events unfolded in my life I had just turned 30. Susan, my wife, was 28. Susan was a naturally beautiful brunette. At 5'8" tall she and had recently begun to compete in Olympic distance triathlons. The training for this kept her body in peak physical shape. Luckily for me she retained her breasts, 34C, even though most triathlon p...
Author's note: This is a stand-alone romance of roughly 18k words. As always, everything and everybody is fictional and any resemblance random. As usual, I prefer to tell a story containing sexual acts instead of sexual acts driving a story so if you're looking for quick stimulation, I'm afraid this isn't the right story for you. My thanks go to my editor...