My girlfriend Shelley and I engage in every type of sex we can, every chance we get. Shelley is a knockout. She has curly blond hair down past her shoulders, blue eyes, and thanks to being an avid marathoner; she sports a shapely hourglass figure with measurements of 38-24-38. Whenever we’re together, I have trouble keeping my hands off of her. Luckily for m...
A Novel by Paris Waterman ***** Hooking up with Rosa 'Unbelievable!' Dutch told himself, recalling that memorable night. "Just fucking unbelievable," this he said aloud. Of course the four had never gotten together again. Marty had been killed in a mugging two days before Alice and Robert returned from their honeymoon. They were all stunned by it and it...
F5: Invasion of the Orcs (Author's note: This story is an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. Every story for this FAWC begins with the exact same line. Where it goes from there is up to the...
Thursday started overcast and remarkably cool. I was happy to wrap up in Jeans and my cardigan. I confess that I had slept remarkably well and despite the change in the weather, I started the day feeling refreshed and remarkably alive. Somehow I knew this was going to be a very good day. I was so glad that Tom had fallen asleep when I arrived back to the ro...
It was cold and wet outside. The typical autumnal evening with the trees shedding their leaves in the rain soaked wind over a carpet of golden browns. It was nice to be inside. I had my arm around my sexy ethnic wife who was dressed in her pink dressing gown. She was British Asian with long legs, a nice wholesome rack and the biggest black eyes imaginable....
The next morning we had breakfast with Grandpa. Just as we were almost finished, I asked him, "So what are the plans for today? I was figuring on working on the two new wagons to get them ready to use for my next rounds of all the nearby towns. Staying in hotels and eating in restaurants is getting too expensive." Grandpa became grim as he spoke, "I thought...
Dear Dirty Diary, Thanksgiving weekend all the Huntingdon stores started pushing their winter fashions, so Louise and I went shopping. Even with all the closet space in our new apartment, I had to do some fall-cleaning to make room. I dumped out my pantyhose and tights drawer on the bed beside my relaxing husband. Each pair I got rid of, Doug would pick up...
Jack and I met in a co-ed racquetball league about five years ago. I beat his ass every time we played. Racquetball is a small person’s game. If you present a small target and can move really quickly, it doesn’t matter how strong you are (although I do work out), you are good. I am 5’2” and barely weigh 100 lbs. I have a figure that is described as ‘boyish’....
Rosa insisted he stay the night at her place, and he did. She looked in on Kathy, found her sleeping peacefully, and returned to find Dutch already undressed and climbing into bed. "If you don't mind," she said quietly, "I need to sleep on the left side." "Sure," he said unconcernedly. Rosa felt she needed to explain herself and whispered, "The phone and...
Moe thanked the bourbon. Why else would Mona still be in his bed when he woke up the next morning? He did a Houdini to get out of the tangle of arms and legs. Mona just grunted and rolled over on her stomach. Moe stood and stared. There ought to be a law against dames looking like Mona did in the morning - fire hair flaming across Moe’s pillow, gams stretche...