Living so close to Salem, MA, USA, famous for it's witch trials and executions in 1692 and 1693, some guys I knew were intrigued by the idea of re-creating the trials and examinations, if not the executions, in our own backyard. In practice this meant the backyard of the Harrington's estate next door, it being possessed of lots of space and assorted out buil...
AUTHORS NOTE: As in previous chapters this one contains straight and bisexual anal sex encounters. SEPTEMBER IS HERE The month of September had arrived and Cole would be leaving for college in two days. Chet had passed his test and now he was licensed to sell real-estate. That Monday morning, Brenda was out for a woman's club meeting at the country club. S...
The taxi you took is driving through the rural scotland for quite some time. Small villages, fields with crops and sheep herds are passing by regularly. The area is indeed beautyful and perfect for holiday. But you are still a little bit unsure about your sudden invitation to a lords estate. Two weeks ago you recived a letter from a man called lord Alexander...
Chapter one: Your new home It was a average day in August, the air was hot and humid and made your clothes sticky with sweat. You, John Doe sat in the back seat of a grey coloured taxi car "Where to boss man?" Asked the driver as he came to a fork in the dirt road which pointed north east and north west "north east" you said in monotone,...
Morganstown was your average all-American town, in your average part of the Midwest. It was a place where neighbours waved to each other in the street, even if they hated each other; a place where white picket fences ran around yards, and front doors remained unlocked. Sure, there was probably a disgruntled old hick with a sawn off ready as rain to blast you...
Author's Foreword: Thanks for reading my work again. The BTBers will have a field day with this story: but do I care? ***** A real estate investment trust (REIT) is another boondoggle created by legislators in an attempt to correct a previously legislated boondoggle. To comply with restrictive legislation when doing business a very few individuals own just...
POSTCARDS FROM THE ESTATE: THE ST. CLAIR LADIES CIRCLE—MY DATE WITH LEONARD [Author's Note: The St. Clair Ladies' Circle: My Date With Leonard is the full title of this submission. The title in Literotica meets its requirements, which do not permit long titles. This is the sequel to The St. Clair Ladies' Circle: Leonard. The submissions are not necessarily...
This is the second installment in my series of Sultry SoCal Stories -- stories of encounters inspired by events that have taken place over the years I've lived in SoCal and traveled around the country. Some of these may have happened as described, others may have happened somewhat differently from how I narrate them, and others took place only in my vivid im...
TUESDAY, APRIL 17, 2007. It was late by the time we'd finished the Polish lorry and the driver, in halting English, asked if he could park up overnight. Well I certainly didn't want to leave him on the premises and eventually managed to convey to the guy that he needed to drive out onto the Industrial Estate where overnight parking is common place. It was a...
While visiting my alma mater during homecoming weekend, I had the occasion to look at some property in the area. I live in Florida, but went to school up north. The university I attended is very close to a resort town, and I was interested in finding a condominium. I needed a place to crash on my frequent trips back and forth. So I made arrangements for a re...