The following story is my maiden voyage, my virgin attempt, if you will. This being the case, I strongly desire the input of those who like the offering and those who wish to offer constructive criticism. Here again, if you're going to critique my offering, I'm a virgin after a fashion. So be gentle. I love to write and I want to get better at it, so please...
I woke up at the usual time Friday morning; Amy was still asleep, so I turned to her and held her. She finally woke up about 6:30. "Good morning," I said. "Good morning," she said turning to me. "What time is it?" "It's almost 6:30, I let you sleep." "Emmm, thanks." "I started to wake you so we could have sex before you go to work, but you felt so peace...
The story continues! There have been a lot of guesses. Now find out! Make sure you have read chapter 69 first. Copyright LATL 2020. No part of this may be reproduced or reposted on any other website than Literotica.com Life after the Lottery, CH 70 The big surprise From the last chapter: We laid in the bed and held each other for a while. "Linda has a s...
Late evening, day six of her totally unexpected new relationship. Irene lay alone in her bed, nude, spread-eagled, staring blankly up at the ceiling while catching her breath, her entire body glistening wetly. She was SWEATING -- enough so that she'd have to change the sheets several days early. But not this instant! She was enjoying the rosiest of inner...
She was like a breath of fresh air. She was witty and fun to be with. Best of all she appreciated me for who I was. I'd gone out with more than a few girls whose whole mission in life, it seemed, was to change me into what they felt their ideal man should be; Janet wasn't like that. I met her when we both took an evening Photo Shop class at the local colleg...
This story is about another incident that happened while I dated Bob. As I've mentioned in some of my earlier stories. I met him while we both attended art school up in New England. I was Fine Arts major and he was in the schools Photography program. As our relationship progressed, I started to model for him if he wanted to try some new ideas out for his pho...
Author's note: Any geographical errors are my own as I've never been to England and there is only so much you can learn from looking at a map. ***** 'Now isn't that just fuckin' perfect,' Chris Ryan thought as he inspected the damage to the rear tire of his bike. From the length and location of the tear, he was certain that the repair kit in his bag wasn...
When she walked into my office, I thought she was lost. Not many people show up without first contacting me or making an appointment. Fewer still come alone. None has ever looked like her. Tall and willowy with impeccably straight auburn hair styled into an elegant long bob, she looked to be in her mid-30s, though her flawless skin and delicate features ma...
(Authors Note for Book 2, Chapter's 6 – 8) Donna's Ultra-High Heels Bk. 02; Ch. 06-08 is a continuation of Donna's Ultra-High Heels Bk. 02; Ch. 04-05 (duplicated in that submission) which followed Donna's Ultra-High Heels Bk. 02; Ch. 01-03 as separate submissions. These three separate Bk. 02 submissions all followed Donna's Ultra-High Heels Bk. 01 which wa...
Twenty-five bucks a day. That's what I was making at the Fall Fun Fest out at the county fairgrounds, for a bunch of demeaning labor like herding little kids through a maze of hay bales, and selling pumpkins to their parents. But it was easy work and we got paid in cash. (I was trying to save $500 to get the alternator fixed on my POS car, and my parents we...