She was short, about 5'2, with honey blonde hair and an attractive ass. Wearing a tight baby blue blouse that hugged her slender figure well, I noticed her nice, medium sized breasts peeking out from under her clothing. If I had to take an educated guess, I would say they were full a full B cup. Her top was nicely paired with her slim jeans, which accentuate...
I was late. I'm always late. Well, that's not true. I'm sometimes late at work. I'm sometimes late for appointments. But for some reason, I'm always late when I see her. As usual she only has her phone on her fifty percent of the time, and is otherwise completely unaware of it buzzing and ringing inside her purse. She should have stuck with just keeping it...
This story started out with an idea given to me by a reader of To Serve. It has taken a long time to get here and will, no doubt take some time to finish. Here is Chapter 1, I would welcome your comments and ideas. ---------- Mike threw his flight bag onto the bed and surveyed the hotel room which would be his home for the next four nights. The flight had...
This is not something that actually happened to me, but everyday when I sit in class cocking my head to the side, biting my bottom lip and staring at my professor, this is the story I'm concocting in my head. This story has become very real to me. Real enough to make me break down and turn in my first literotica submission. This is not a wham, bam, thank you...
A college student dreams getting satisfied by more than one man. Taylor stared up at the ceiling in Xochitl's room. The light moved as the curtains shifted with the cool breeze. Xochitl's black hair glimmered in the morning light on the pillows beside him. He watched her sleeping for a while, enjoying the sight. She moved and shifted in the bed, with a lit...
Nothing starts me off right like a good meeting with a regular, this one in particular sitting in his fancy office, while I'm on my knees with my head buried in his lap, earning my keep the easy way. Mr. Greene is (or was, I don't keep track) a city councilman, slightly younger and cleaner-cut than my usual regulars, with a thing for watching women who aren'...
I am sure my boyfriend Paul tries his best. No. I am being nice. Polite. There's really no reason to be. Paul has gotten lazy. The foreplay is predictable. He does what is expected. Humps me. Fingers me. On what is supposed to be perceived as special occasions he even goes down on me. I wonder if he expects me to be grateful. I wonder if I am being ungratef...
I woke up lying in bed. My hair was dry, and I was dressed in my pajamas and covered with a down blanket. The room was dim. I looked at the clock on the nightstand and saw that it was just past eight. Whether it was AM or PM I couldn't tell. Closing my eyes again, I struggled to remember how I had ended up here. Slowly I pieced together my confrontation with...
Chapter 3 - ...Laney... As Tom made the drive from the cemetery back to his home his mood slowly shifted from one of deep melancholy to one of resignation. He knew his parents were both gone and no amount of wishing would change that fact. His short conversation with Mrs. Nelson had made him accept that the death of his parents could be viewed as the culmin...
Odilia. After getting out of the shower, I left the braids that were in my hair hanging and wrapped them in a towel. I went to the vanity I had and lotioned my body. Looking at my eyes, I noticed that there was a dark ring around my irises. My normally beautiful healthy skin seemed a bit dull. I grabbed some lotion and poured it in my hands, hoping my skin...