This story may be read on its own, but it is part of an on-going series. This particular chapter is the culmination of the portion of the story begun in "Michelle's New Profession, Chapter 3". It is about a hot, sexy, married MILF introducing a shy young man to the joys of the opposite sex. Along the way, there are some very enjoyable surprises for the MILF...
Author's note -- When Randi asked me to be a part of Legends Part Two I sent her four stories that I had been working on and asked her to pick the one she wanted me to submit. She chose this one and I hope you like it. * It was the tenth reunion of my high school class. It was early, and I was one of the first to arrive. I was sitting alone at a table for...
Romance. A feeling of mystery? The sense of excitement? The promise of love? Survey a thousand people and ask what romance means to them and you'll hear a thousand different similes. Is romance a medieval tale based on legend? Chivalric love and adventure, ethereal or the supernatural? Perhaps a prose narrative treating imaginary characters involved in even...
I won't even waste your time with a foreword. Just know three things: There's no sex in this release (it's storyline driven).It's long (grab a snack or earphones at least).All characters are 18+ (unless stated otherwise). That's all. Ladies and gentlemen: dig in, enjoy and feedback. In that order. Act I The boy's finger paused at the intercom, the as if...
Hey, y'all. This is an entry in the Valentine's Day Contest 2018 for Literotica.com in the Non-Erotic category. For the slow folks in the class, that means all story attempt with no stroke material for this one. However, there are several more to choose from. And, as always, participants would treasure all votes and comments on the ones you deign to read t...
There is no graphic sex in this story. * CHAPTER ONE The West Country was as beautiful as ever. I enjoyed my job, but the times when I came down to Devon and travelled the western counties were special. Seeing the hills and valleys, with hedgerows delineating the irregular shapes of meadows and pastures, flecked with the white of sheep or the dun red of c...
Tell me your troubles, please. I want to hear, I want to help. You see, I'm a member of the fraternity, the brotherhood of unhappy men. Women consume our thoughts, don't they? We can't get girls to notice us, we don't know how to amuse them once we catch their eye, we don't know how to make them happy after they decide our sorry souls are worth their trouble...
It's been almost a year since I last wrote for Literotica. I'd like to do more, but life is pretty fucking busy so I can only peck away at a story from time to time. Perhaps I should write shorter ones. Anyway here's my latest, for what it's worth. Anyone engaged in sexual activity is over the age of 18, and is entirely imaginary, although I'd love to meet...
Chapter 13: Breaking Point PART I: __________________________________________________ The days that followed the ogre's departure were torture. Zyra could feel the animosity of the village all around her. She felt violated, painfully backstabbed, like meat on a skewer. She felt like she had been the blanket that had covered this village for years, and...
"Let's fuck," Steve said lazily, slipping his hand over her far breast, fingering its nipple. They lay in the darkness. The creek to their left looked a black path through the thick cattails and purple loosestrife, both colorless in the moonlight. To their right lay darkness. In the day, there'd be a slice of blue where the bridge divided and then a rectang...