This story recounts a game at a convention in which a woman winds up being unexpectedly exhibited nude in front of a large group, and simultaneously subjected to a severe test of her bladder holding capacity. Just a bit of consensual sex. * * * * * The hotel ballroom was filling with over four hundred attendees, as the annual convention of the Internation...
This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Friday, November 2 In the dim light of 5:30 as a cell phone alarm sounded Mary Claire reached across Carol to turn it off. With her long hair flying across my arm and face she rolled back to me with her breast pushing my shoulder, "Sorry, I've got to get up...
"Amazing," Al thought, "how beautiful she looks simply lying there all wet and messy." A dollop of pearly fluid oozed from Vickie's swollen nether lips, slowly slid over her crack, and puddle on the sheet below her lazily spread thighs. It was a quarter past two in the morning when Al rolled from Vickie's clutches to lie next to his now inert wife. A couple...
*** Front Desk *** It was so noisy I could hardly think. The lofty hotel lobby had become an echo chamber for the excited chattering of the teenage girls scattered throughout the foyer. I was surprised to see their numbers when we arrived, and I had to abandon my boss in the midst of them in order to check in. Leaning over the front desk, I shouted at the r...
The hulking form of Lenard Byson closed in on Alice Mihara. She quickly backed into the hotel room and squeezed between a wall and a high end table crowded with boxes. This wasn't Lenard Byson the gangster she had escaped from in 1983 Las Vegas. Regardless of that fact, the guy looked pissed and seemed bent on doing her serious bodily harm. "I searched all...
Author's Note: This story was composed from the following request that I received via e-mail. All character names are fictitious and all characters are at least 18 years of age. I have placed the e-mail request at the end of the story so as not to tip off the story line. This story could have been placed under any one of several literotica categories. BACKG...
Prologue Darla Padgett cried as she thought about all that pain that she had been through, and to her, as a shooting star went across the sky she whispered to herself, "even the stars were passing judgment on me." In the cemetery, near Eddie's grave, and hours before the train to Montreal was scheduled to leave and take her away forever, young Darla lay in...
After the strenuous and pleasantly exhausting sex with Dr. Kimberly Geiler-Callaghan on Saturday afternoon, I had expected to awaken Sunday still tired and maybe even a little sore. Instead, I awoke refreshed and invigorated. In fact, I was so alert that I decided it would be a good day to begin my outline for the project my EE master's chairman had suggeste...
Warning: There is violence in this chapter. It is not as graphic as most cop shows on TV, but it is violence. If you're not willing to have violence in a story you read, don't read this chapter. Sunday Morning Suddenly I was sitting upright in bed, eyes wide open and wide awake. The phone rang. I had no memory of a prior ring, but assumed one had happened...
Lionel and Elise lose their virginities Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person...