Madeline, Jenny, and Dorothy were all seated at a table near the back of a small restaurant down the street from where they worked. Madeline and Jenny were still close, but both had noticed Dorothy had been slowly distancing herself. Madeline had her suspicions; while she was the front runner for the upcoming partnership, she knew Dorothy was crafty and ha...
This is a continuation of my first story, "The Girl Down the Road." It is based on a true story, although I have elaborated to make it more entertaining. The new term had started and I was seeing Allison a lot less. We would still spend entire weekends together, but because I only got home at about five every day and we didn’t see each other much during th...
Victoria Francis was born on February fourteenth and almost any father would have called her his “little valentine”. Her father, however was comfortably drunk and nestled between the thighs of a panting, blonde-tressed librarian in the next state. He never heard of the birth, nor would he have cared much; the impregnation of Victoria’s mother was the conc...
Dear Readers, this is my first story written for my lovely girlfriend. Please enjoy and feel free to comment and criticize, any feed back is good back. All characters are 18 years or older and of course the names have been changed to hide our secret identities. - - - - - The air was warm and the height of the rock face was welcome. The sun was hot on his...
[My dear friend writes stories as Pixie2001. She is my inspiration for this story and contributed some of the memories and ideas. I'll never forget her kindness.] [ Reprise of Part One – If you haven't read Part One, here is the beginning of that part: "This is a love story. It has convinced me after years of personal denial that Dr. Kinsey was right; we ar...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are over eighteen years of age. In the Middle Ages, as now, the development of sexual maturity depends largely upon diet. One can imagine poor people in the Middle Ages did not have abundant food and therefore matured a little later. Chapter one, in which Alexander obtains Julie, a poor farm girl Alexander, a proud...
The table shook as Hillier slapped her hand in the middle of the table between two pints of beer. Flattened out was a pair of ripped Calvin Klein panties. A dark dried stain could be seen in the center. "What the hell is that doing here?" Lauren asked as she grabbed her pint to hold it away. "And why do you have it?" "That's what I found from the warehouse...
It's official: Sarah Cosgrove is the Grinch that stole Christmas. From me. Dressed in a Santa hat and nothing else, she took the one time of the year where I can be truly happy, and obliterated any semblance of joy. At a little after 1:30pm on Christmas Eve, I walked into our bedroom to see Sarah, on her knees with my mate Alex fucking her from behind, while...
"Dammit." If nothing else, having Sienna in class made me a healthier eater. Every day I got an apple on my desk at the start of fourth hour, and if the hot blond in the front row didn't eat it during class while holding eye contact with me, another at the end of class. Fortunately, that was the extent of her out-of-the-norm behavior, and I hadn't gotten a...
I have previously posted several stories on Literotica under another pen name. For a year I have stopped writing and now feel the need to put some more words on paper, so to speak. Previously I explored certain fetishes and more 'edgy' topics that felt tantalizing and compelling at the time. This story, however, is less risqué, but is one of far more honestl...