25. What The Hell Is Going On, When, and Where? (Atwater Luck: 5:30 AM Local Time) "Good morning all you wonderful, sleepy, people. This is Senior Captain Montgomery Oberlin, the mother of 1 7/8 children speaking. Today is the big day, and that's why I'm speaking to you this early in the morning. The damn baby in my stomach has the brains of his father, wh...
Was I man enough? This is something that has been rattling around in my mind for several years ever since an old friend of mine told me how he'd been able to pull his imploding marriage back from the brink with the help of counselling and a sex surrogate. It got me wondering, what was the real story behind the use of surrogates, and not the tabloid press ve...
Thank you all for your patience while waiting for this chapter to be finished. I will take a few minutes to explain what happened and why the wait was so long. My family emergency was my father being admitted to the hospital unexpectedly. Long days and nights were spent there with him and my mother. He passed away very unexpectedly about a week after being a...
Okay. I know the ending is four chapters away because it's done except for editing. It could have been one disgustingly long chapter, but I felt I could break it down into four. This chapter's content includes oral and anal sex, lesbian and heterosexual sex, interracial sex, bondage and discipline. All four chapters should be published within the week. Thank...
This story is the second of my Literotica versions of the "Naked in School" series, started originally by Karen Wagner, who so graciously gave permission to others to use the theme and components in their own versions of this series. I thank her so much for such an inspirational creation! Readers unfamiliar with or familiar but disinterested in the series mi...
========== Stave 1: Marle's Frustration ========== Marle, pronounced Marr-lay in a particularly horrid French accent if at all possible, was dead. Now, due to the wonders of modern medicine, a reader might think 'There's dead, and then there's DEAD.' Be assured though, doctors making that much money to delay the inevitable do not allow a somewhat dead pati...
Boston with its many old neighborhoods is as varied as its people. In the older seedier parts of town many people live and carry on in a world much different from the clinically clean and proper suburbs. On some streets there are rows and rows of the monotonous dark brick two, three, five or six story apartment buildings many exactly like the one next to it...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
The warm afternoon sun shined brightly onto her tanned bikini-clad body. Maggie stretched her legs and adjusted the brim of her visor to cover her eyes. She lay on the balcony on the second floor of Hudson Hall, soaking up the sun's rays while ignoring the college boys trying to gawk at her from the sidewalk below. "Hey!" a voice called out to her. Maggie i...
Chapter 1 She was gone now. Gone just now, and he was alone in their house, their home, and memories seemed to push in on him from every corner. They all seemed so dark now, too. Had it always been so? Twenty three years together. Gone now, shot down in flames, a once assumed destiny reduced to the lowest common denominator by depositions and endlessly fau...