Chapter Nine: The Fragility of Life One evening Steve took Cathy out to dinner and then to a movie. Dinner was nice. Steve had a sirloin and Cathy, careful about the baby she was carrying had a piece of fish. She supposed a steak would have been all right, but the lighter the meal, to her anyway, the better it was for the baby. She'd been having some naggi...
Part 1 - Jemima puts on a Show Since more actively exploring my feelings and fantasies as Jemima, the range of sexual behaviour that I found myself considering - and actually indulging in - had increased dramatically in many new directions. So far, the number of times I have been caught out doing something really, really stupid is two and both times have in...
IV Tim My Darling Jill: There's a place in San Francisco, Part of it is a theatre, the other part is a theatre, too ... but a most unusual one … … a large, round room. In the center of it is a large, round, fur-covered bed. Motorized, the bed turns slowly -- say, a complete revolution every two minutes-or-so, when it's turned on. Why? Because the outsi...
At mid-afternoon, Ned waited in the front hall for his mystery transport assignment. He scanned the graduation award plaques decorating the walls, venerating the many exceptional women who had succeeded in being the best in their class each year. There was 'Best Total Woman", "Best Fellatrice" and other celebrated categories. He heard clicking heels coming d...
"What's this?!" Harlan said to himself. "Lorraine's the last person I expected to run into tonight. She's married! At least, she was the last time we talked. And, who's that cute, little redhead sitting next to her?" Harlan had never cruised the city's cougar dens to pick up women. Life was complicated enough with his job and the girls he was already dating...
Amphrite yawned as she shook her head and desperately tried to sober up. The rest of the Goddesses and Nymphs all returned to their own palaces on Olympus, so she rocketed through the stratosphere eastward towards her undersea home alone. She and Poseidon were one of the few Gods not to have their Palaces on Mount Olympus since, as God and Goddess of the sea...
Consider two questions to ask yourself. First, have you ever wondered what might have happened had you taken a different street or walked the same street at a different time? Second, have you ever looked at someone and literally drooled thinking how much you would like to rip off their clothes, run your hands all over their body, and then fuck them until you...
XX. . Jenn laid, eyes closed, thinking of nothing, basking in the ripples of sensation caused by Lisa's fingers and tongue; motionless, except for the occasional tremor through her loins. She hadn't let Lisa know that she was awake yet. Passively accepting the caresses, she could feel her body rev up. There was a raw intensity to it – an impatience. Still,...
Golden Arrows RedHairedandFriendly © Author's Note : This story is my 2012 submission for the Literotica Valentine Day Contest. Please read, vote, and comment – one vote per reader. Thanks so much for your time and I hope you enjoy this new version of the makings of the special holiday. ~ Red Violet eyes stared down at the altar that was once again bare....
My wife Anne and I are regular hikers, less regular but no less enthusiastic campers, and live about 2 hours from the heart of the Smoky Mountains (yep, that's how it's spelled) in classic American suburbia. We're empty nesters in our early 50s, with adult kids well launched, in comfortable financial means, and each holding down jobs that we like and that le...