It had been five full years of dating after High School that were five full years of freedom to thrill, control and to pleasure or avoid, deny and forget any guy chosen. It was all followed by over ten years of a miserable marriage living with someone that had never really measured up, never allowed and never pleasured. They were years to forget and try to...
I'm scared, I've been scared in the past so I know scared. Forty something years ago I was a part-time rally driver, back before World Rally Championships in pocket rockets with their roll cages and radio contact to their teams and the myriad safety features designed to protect the drivers, I drove what was little more than a standard road car with knobbly t...
Special thanks to Lit's Volunteer Editors reviews and suggestions that encouraged the best from me: OmegaZone, Nightbird, and Jacuzzigal * The night wears on as Bill sits alone at the hotel bar questioning his sanity; his mind in turmoil, still fogged with barbaric lust. Wrapping trembling fingers around his glass tightly, he shudders reliving the raw plea...
They say that men are supposed to reach their sexual peak in their late-teens. If that's true, Mick Jackson must have been a late bloomer. His own sexual "peaking" didn't really begin until he was in his late-twenties--thanks largely to Nicole. Now, more than a decade later, he still hadn't noticed any signs of slowing down, either. Nicole wouldn't let that...
"Little ditty about Jack and Diane Two American kids growin' up in the heartland" By John Cougar Mellencamp Diane chuckled as she put the final stitches in her grandson's Halloween costume. More than thirty-five years and that damned movie was as popular as ever. A Wookiee, for Christ's sake. Oh, the memories that brought back as she caressed the rough fak...
My stories are in chronological order. I encourage you to follow along and read these stories in this order as a prelude to this one: I Hire Monica The Maid Monica's First Day as My Maid Monica the Maid's Three Hole Day I Partner with Linda, A Salon Owner I Massage Monica the Maid Hot and Sexy Business Opportunities I Become a Therapeutic Instructor...
Many thanks to Jedbeaker for editing this story. In this story you'll find much more romance than in other Winterfrog stories. * It was the last Friday in June and I, Eric Robertson, had left my job for my four-week summer vacation. On the way home I picked-up my seven year old daughter, Amanda, at my wife's parents. They took care of her during her schoo...
When I wrote the story the only logical place I found to break it was at the end of BobKat. This is the continuation of that story. This might stand alone, but it will make more sense if you have read the first installment. Again, I tried not to hurt any feelings, hay bales, words or other such critters while writing this story. I went back and tried, to...
Stan Manuel's the name, I'm a private investigator and yup, my office girl and all my friends call me "Stan the Man". You can call me Stan. I once did a job for a retired admiral. He wanted me to find out who his wife was having an EMA with – sorry, that's my shorthand for extra-marital affair. Turned out it was the guy who used to be his flag officer here...
From the author First I want to thank all who took time from your life to read my humble first submission to Literotica, well first submission anywhere. Needless to say as such it contained several errors and ended prematurely mainly because I thought it was getting too long. Then, when I continued with a chapter 2, I again neglected to reconcile a problem...