The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17a: The Batting Order Ch. 01 A Paul and Jenny Story. (As in all my stories all events and characters are fictitious and no similarity with any person, alive or dead is intended). Part 1. I awoke with a hard on and turned over onto my side to face Jenny's side of the bed. I could see the back of her head with its short light...
Copyright 2003 by PAUL C. All rights reserved. Rubies are Red. Part 26. Jenny. It felt lovely. Lying on my back with Paul thrusting his prick in and out of me. I loved the way his eyebrows furrowed as he was building to his climax. It was as if he had a weighty problem to consider. Then the smile that always broke out all over his face after he finished...
Okay, ladies, you've got your cam set up, and you're ready to start your career as an online financial domme. But is findom the right fetish for you? This handy, easy-to-use guide will help you get your business up and running in no time, and you can watch the tributes roll in! What is findom, anyway? Findom is taking money from people who get their jol...
XXIXBritain Means BusinessEden2050 It was another bloody bastard journey back home to England, Eden reflected, as his chauffeur-driven car finally pulled into the drive of his Surrey estate. He increasingly despaired of the state of his home country every time he was troubled to pay it a visit. He'd had to wait two days in Milan while flights to Heathrow we...
I want to express my heartfelt appreciation for the many many Constant Readers who have sent me compliments on my stories using Literotica feedback instead of posting public comments. Your kind words meant a lot to me, allowing me to continue to write despite the hateful and meaningless comments like "cuck shit" and "diseased whore" from a few misogynist cre...
Ken settled down in front of his computer and clicked on the power switch. He took a deep breath as the machine slowly began churning through its start up routines. He carefully leaned forward and felt for the microphone hidden near the speakers and clicked it on. Stan wouldn't have to know about the recording. Ken had been thinking about sharing the speci...
Sitting back, I wonder what I would change in my life. I was always a shy boy growing up; always had grown up fantasies but was too afraid to admit it, or even to consider acting on them. In high school, I was the outsider who was a friend to everyone. I knew jocks, I knew stoners, I knew grease monkeys, I knew the artsy, but I never fit in. In college, it w...
Note to the anonymous letter writers ... if you don't like what I write then don't read it. If you do enjoy them, I thank you for your comments. * None of my stories is set in the current times ... I really am an old fart and I can't take those little magic pills. Therefore, there is no possibility of "new" adventures. Of course, writing about past adventu...
This happened back a few years ago, but it is one of my wife's favorite stories and she has encouraged me to write it and post it. I have changed names to protect everyone. We share our fantasies, and having married late in life we each have our own stories of various sexual experiences. Being a 'typical' male I always enjoy the fantasy of watching two women...
I Henry Mittleman had hung a poster of the periodic table of elements on the wall above his desk. It was a fold-out from an old issue of Popular Science. The magazine was in the waiting room at his doctor's office and was several months old so he didn't really think that anyone would miss it. He couldn't really recall the last time he learned anything of re...