Davina Mccall Stories

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The Girls Next Door

by Positraction on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

This is my first story I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know, and special thanks to my editor. Originally written as A Thorny Rose and the Orchid My name is Brian Travis; I am 24 years old and still living at home. Since I was ten I wanted to be a mechanic and engine builder. I went to work cleaning up my dad's auto shop after school and at eleven...

True Love Pt. 01

by angiquesophie on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

Part 1. John, Olga. John examined the little plastic container in his hand. It had a blue lid and a label with his name on it. He turned it slowly, his eyes losing focus. The nurse who had handed it to him had been overweight and past fifty. Behind her a young blond bombshell in a tight nurse's uniform had walked by. She 'd crossed the hall flaunting her b...

The Work Crew

by MarciaR on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Copyright 2003. Suggested by the short story: Persuasive Workmen by Svensyn. * * * * * It was her first important assignment, her first time overseas and her first encounter with a foreign language. It was also her birthday. Happy twenty-third birthday, Lacey thought. Landing in Manila on September twenty-third, Lacey considered Manila not such a bad ci...

Roomies: The Reunion

by patricia51 on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

Pam Maguire Norton drew her knees up under her chin and wrapped her arms around them. A smile flitted over her face. The sunlight was warm, broken into dancing spots by the branches of the spreading old live oak behind her. The sand under the huge beach towel was firm against her bottom. A delightful soft breeze came off the ocean in front of her. Everythin...

Seven Sunny Sunsets Ch. 06: Friday

by Teagan_Cascade on Oct 5, 2020
Transgender & Crossdressers

Cassidy Black woke up that Friday morning and groaned in agony, even before the harsh beep of the alarm clock. She knew it would ring soon, but she remained still with anticipatory dread. It didn't matter. She was miserable because Cassidy hated Fridays. Her futon's rust-worn coils squeaked and screeched when she rolled upright. Her plump toes searched the...

A New Way of Seeing Things Pt. 02 Ch. 05

by BusyBadger on Sep 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Standard disclaimer—this story takes place in a world where STDs don't exist and only babies planned for and wanted do—in other words, a fantasy world. Any resemblance to real-life people is purely coincidental. ***** Natalie pulled into the Nelsons' yard mid-morning on Friday, well after the trucks had left for their jobsites. The normally outgoing woman...

Questions That I Don't Have Answers

by SusanJillParker on Sep 16, 2017
Humor & Satire

SusanJillParker has lots of questions but no answers. Help. I need help. Being that there are lots of wicked smart and/or educated people who read the sexy stories posted on Literotica, I need your help. I need answers. I have lots of questions that I don't have the answers. In search of answers, I need answers. With all of these unanswered questions hurti...

Thunder Bay Ch. 05

by Sweetcheekss on Sep 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Sitting in the dark on the front of the houseboat, I smoked one cigarette after another wondering if Trey would ever speak another word to me. I sensed he was still seething with anger. He had every right to be angry with me. I'd made a complete fool of myself by seducing my secretary when she was most vulnerable. Attempting to involve Trey in my lurid exper...

Form Russia - Without Love

by amyyum on Jun 8, 2020
Loving Wives

This story contains violence and cheating - if those aren't your thing, please pass. All participants in sexual acts are 18 or older. *** I, known as Mila Chekov, never knew parents - not just biological parents, but parents in general. My mother must have been tall, blond, and slinky, because I became that as an adult. One or both of my mother and fathe...

Hired Gun Ch. 02

by Sweetcheekss on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Slipping into jeans and a t-shirt, I decided to call Michael Whittaker in Washington to arrange a pay-off for my takedown on Thaddeus Combs. His secretary informed me he was tied up in a conference meeting but she'd have him call when he finished. Having the phone in my hand, I called Trace's cell phone. Hoping to hear his voice, all I heard was ringing, th...