(Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun. This...
This story is a mix between romance and magic. Can a Bunnies save a man's tortured soul? Constructive comments are very welcome. EVERYONE in the story is at least eighteen years of age and willing participants. Thanks to Headitor for editing support and creative assistance. Without them the story would never have made it - any remaining errors we missed - w...
Part 1: Heeled, Stiffed and Jobbed Out John Locke-- Johnny Lockdown to professional wrestling fans-- was a tall, lean and well muscled man. His dark hair was medium length, jagged-looking and seemingly messy, in an organized way. His blue eyes melted female wrestling fans and struck cold fear into everything else, except kids and cats. He had well defin...
This will make more sense if you read the earlier parts. Don't worry, they're fun, action packed, and build the tension. Read them first! Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Enjoy. Sally woke in the morning feeling quite guilty for listening to her mother give her eighteen-year-old brother a blowjob. What would Sally's husband,...
This may be the shortest story I will ever submit to Literotica. I will minimize the introduction and only recommend you read the beginning of "My Neighbor Jessica" and possibly "The Tale of Two Strippers" for the proper setting of the background for this true story. My employer was the same as when I met Trish and Tabatha from "Tale of Two Strippers" and th...
It was only my fifth time on an airplane (Dad had always driven us everywhere) and it was so nice to look forward to someone special waiting for me when I came through the arrivals doors, especially someone as special as my landlady. That was something that over the time we were together that always struck me as so odd: having to refer to Laurel as my "land...
MONDAY Kurt and Kustler's Mega Bookstore. Union Square. Dark and cold outside. Light and warm inside. I'm browsing, walking up and down each aisle. I turn and walk down another row of Fiction. Up ahead there sits a girl, on the carpet, back against a shelf and legs outstretched in front of her. Her gaze buried deep in a book that she holds open on her lap....
Author's note: there is an element of truth to this story. As a trucker I have stopped many times to help stranded motorists. Those relief efforts were pretty mundane but what if?...Also, this story could have gone into several categories, but the virulence of the loving wives readers was too much fun to pass up! As always, I'm doing this for fun. I've never...
All people are over the age of 18. Please vote at the end, using the stars. Any comments are welcome as well. Thanks and enjoy. ******** Texas, Lisa P. (Part 1) I would have to say that homecoming weekend, and the week after, was the height of my first semester at Turner. Amy and I went pretty hot and heavy for about a week and then her old boyfriend sta...
It was getting close to the end of my first school year, and I was full of mixed feelings about exactly what that meant -- when I had time to think at all. I was determined more than ever to have the final results putting me at or near the top of every course I'd taken. My first term results had been good, but not good enough, and I did not want that repeat...