*Running into a wall is bad, having it fall on you is worse but not being missed is the worst* (Much talking; not too much sex) (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) BEYOND BED AND BREAKFAST Iona gave me a precious, sleepy smile as I climbed ou...
This is a fictional story I don't know either girl. This story was requested by Adam N. *** Sommer Ray was walking around a backstage area. She had a lot on her mind as she watched so many people walk past her. They didn't matter to her right now. All that mattered to her was the thoughts that she had running around her mind as she walked. It was like the...
February 7, 2027 The New York Times Book Review Sophie Nakamura, Chief Critic MY JOURNEY By President Mark Robinson 560 pp. Random House. $39.99. Did Elle Macpherson destroy a presidency? That's the impression one can't help taking away from former President Mark Robinson's new memoir, "My Journey," released a little over a year after Marty Fox's "Fu...
Damn, he was actually coming over, through the crowd. I hadn't talked to him since the big fallout. That wasn't my fault; he had simply refused to communicate in any way. This had the potential to become a bit embarrassing. "Lisa." "Martin." "You look good." "Thank you." The looks I had received throughout the whole evening had confirmed his statement....
Chapter 1: New Arrival Tessa Vento looked out the rear window of the SUV and watched the unchanging landscape pass by her. For the last 20 minutes all she had seen was farmlands. She glanced at the reflection of her green eyes in the window and turned to look out the front of the vehicle. Ahead of the SUV, about half a mile, she could see structures behind...
The words we choose have a funny way of affecting our lives. "Would you mind being quiet?" will evoke a separate response to telling someone to shut the fuck up, even though the sentiment is more or less the same. Likewise, adoration is infinitely different than love, which is distinct from lust and infatuation, though some dictionaries may disagree. This...
It was a mutual agreement between the four of us. There would be no anger or jealousy, no fallout the morning after we had our alcohol-induced foursome. It happened last month over Memorial Day Weekend, at a party at Jeremy and Kendra's place. There were only a few people in attendance, mostly Jeremy's friends. Amanda and Kendra were co-workers and good fr...
It is the darn clock again. 6:00 AM. I look at the ceiling and listen to the big fat nothing. I used to listen to Maria's sweet breath. She slept through the alarm all the time and I loved it. I could watch her, her slow, relaxed breath, her beautiful breasts rising and falling. Sometimes I played with them till her nipples got hard and she started to twitch...
Chapter 12 - Heroes and fallout The twelve of us in the house, plus Michelle and Don who continued to live in their own home, were content and living in relative peace and obscurity until one summer evening a year or so after everyone had moved into the large house. Matt and Nathan loved their craft beer, but had run out. Also, there wasn't too much milk f...
Note: There is no sex in the first chapter (maybe more) of this story. We'll get there. It's a multi-part piece, and I really want to set stuff up before I get to the sex. I hope you all enjoy my first submission to Literotica. **~~** It was just luck that she survived. Most people wouldn't have given her a snowball's chance in an inferno of being that lu...