Rachelle only had one fitting then the weekend was hers. She wasn't going to be doing anything, but just be off. Perhaps she would walk around the farmers market Sunday morning? Go to the Park tonight to hear some music it was free on Saturday nights. Looking at her watch she saw the scheduled time almost here. Looking around she seen the shop was full which...
A little more than a year ago my husband Mark and I bought a small 10 acre farm. I had always had a dream of operating an organic vegetable farm since I had studied botany as an undergraduate. It was my dream, but it was never Mark's. Mark was very much the corporate type and had a very successful career in pharmaceutical product development. He was a workah...
Post Script 4 - Notes on the life and goals of Vladim Dukov Vladim Dukov as a political leader US foreign policy analysts, journalists, and political commentators usually described Prime Minister Vladim Dukov as a cerebral and complex political figure, a leader whose motives for doing things were not always clear. He did not operate from any recognizable...
My name is Linda, and I'm a second grade teacher. I am about 5'4" and trim, but I have nice round hips and my breasts are—well, nice. I have thick, light brown hair that hangs down to my shoulders and a bit lower and grey-green eyes with really heavy natural eyelashes. Guys love my eyes. I like to think that I am very prim and proper, and I certainly dress a...
My first time in this section of Literotica. Special thanks to the real "Anne", the only transsexual I know, for her insights. ................................................. Carl sat at the computer and scowled. He had found Literotica by accident, looking for actual porn. He was captivated. Alone since his wife had passed almost three years ago, he...
Natalie was, in every conceivable way, out of bounds. She was, like me, married - in a union characterized by obvious mutual love and respect. She was a long time family friend of my wife Emma; the two had remained on good terms since adolescence. And while she was no prude, her character was one of a pretty high moral standard - her job frequently required...
(Just a quick one to get it out of the way, clearing my mind for a new series, sorry it is so short.) A woman joins the herd Cheryl just had to get away from it all. A business deal had gone wrong, ruining her business. Intending to lie low, until the fuss died down, she booked a cottage that was cheap and available. No longer having a company car, she to...
Thanks to the Hip and Knee Doctor for editing assistance. ***** My name is John Turrell. I am thirty nine years old, married, and have sixteen-year-old twin sons. I have been a heavy equipment operator for the past twenty years, and enjoy my work while making good money. My marriage sucks. It is Friday, and it is raining buckets, so that means no work to...
Babua was a poor bicycle mechanic. His immovable property consisted of a small bicycle repair garage and an adjacent small plot of land in which his earthen walled, thatch roofed hut stood. In his hut there was a window and a door made of flattened bamboo sheets. The door had no provision of locking because it was meaningless to put a lock in a bamboo made...
The full moon pointed to all that was on the forest floor. A panting woman stopped and leaned on a tree. Her bare breast liberated by the claw marks running from her collar bone to her rib. She became as quiet as the forest. Maybe she lost the monster. The silence continued to reign over the landscape. Had she done it? Was she safe? She continued to hold her...