Please enjoy! Feel free to send me any comments or questions. This is just the first chapter in a potentially longer piece. * * * * * The Surplus Women or Foreplay During Wartime April 5th, 1945 Kristiane Becker walked away from the noisy marketplace, with her canvas bag filled to the brim with groceries. It was a beautiful spring morning, and the sun sh...
Moina Locklear was a lovely little thing, and she definitely knew it. She hadn't always been that way of course- having had an awkward adolescence where she wore glasses, had a face full of pimples and braces- but she seemed to be finally pleased with her appearance at the age of twenty-five, where her parent's money had bought her perfect, white teeth; a se...
Dear Readers: Well, time has passed and I will have to consider my attempt to solicit ideas from you as a flop. I apologize for the lateness of this conclusion, but I was out of the country for three weeks at the end of October and without internet access. First, the number of responses was disappointingly low. Second, a great majority of the responses mis...
I woke up in bed next to my husband on Sunday morning with an awful hangover. I was only wearing my panties—my cum soaked-now-dried—panties. My exposed, large breasts had erect nipples from being exposed to the cold air in our four-bedroom house. I looked over at my husband sleeping next to me. How could I have done what I did, I thought? I felt so ashamed f...
Jackie took a deep breath and adjusted the pith helmet he wore and shook his head. "I do not know how I keep finding myself in these situations. Are you certain there is no other way we can come to an agreement?" He asked looking back over his shoulder. The blonde man in the green business suit shook his head. "This is the only way you will ever see your ob...
"Good game, guys! I'll see you next week!" I shouted as they ran hooting to their moms and dads, exuberant over our first win of the season. I loaded up bases, extra bats, used balls, even a few gloves for the guys who forgot theirs. Behind me, I heard, "Jim? Hi." I turned and there was Paulie, all 5 feet of him, his hat crooked, a big clump of uncombed sa...
Disclaimer: Dragon Warrior III is the property of Nintendo and Enix. Note: This story is based on one of my favorite RPG video games of all time, Dragon Warrior III. The game, which is so big it took me months to finish it, actually has some depth and story to it. I’ve wanted to write a twist on that story for years, but didn’t have any good ideas until now...
Short story; my first submission to Literotica. The characters in this story are, of course, of legal age. Please leave a comment, I welcome your feedback! ********* SUMMER OF LINA I gave Lina the giant teddy bear I won from the ring toss – as thanks, she took me behind the first aid trailer and sucked me off. It was my first sexual experience, and from t...
It's a blustery winter day as I walked in the front door of my local health club. I work out there regularly and pretty much know everyone who is a regular. So it was with some surprise that while signing in, I saw Naked News anchor Devon Calwell coming out of the aerobics room. "When did she start working out here?" I asked the guy at the front desk. "Cou...
It amazes me that so many men would take back some bitch after she dumped them to trade up and it didn't work out. In so many stories, writers have characters who will stay in bad marriages for years for their kids sake while their own lives suck. Just so you know: it's just a fucking story. * There is a saying that, "the road to hell is paved with good in...