Phyllis hated her name. She had often begged her parents to change it, so one day her dad teasingly said, "From this day forward you will be known to those you love and all your friends as Phil. Now what do you say to that?" She had to admit that it was a clever fix and, truth be known, she actually liked it, a lot. Phil grew up into an attractive young wom...
The interior of Tristan's car was nice and warm, a direct contrast to the icy cold elements outside. Riding shotgun was Kimi, who chatted in a friendly tone as they drove along the rez's dirt roads. Pleased to have Kimi sitting beside him, Tristan listened as she continued on, talking about what they would do over spring break. "So you're down to go with a...
I'm not exactly sure why my mother and I were never close. I suppose it was because of how I saw her treat my dad. He was constantly being criticized for some sin or other; usually minor and often unjustified. It seemed like he had lived his whole married life in this state of harassment and I often wondered why he had married her when she was so obviously u...
**A reader commented that a holiday story should have redemptive value, in the spirit of the season, and that, perhaps I fail to tap into that delirious, all-consuming happiness that each and every one of us must feel during the long, cold winter months. Of course, it could be that redemption—good or ill—is in the iris of the beholder. --Indeed...
Author's Note: I didn't realise as I was writing this chapter, but this is my 50th submission to Literotica! The previous chapter got the highest rating I've ever had for one of my stories, so thank you all so, so much for that! The story is progressing really well and I hope this next chapter can live up to the last. Thank you for continuing to read my wo...
Chapter ONE: Get On With Our Lives Dedicated to Bianca. This is my first ever erotic story. I had ideas for this series for awhile and decided to finally write them out. These ideas were influenced by my real life, combined with missed opportunities and personal fantasies. The story is complete fiction; however many of the situations are exaggerations base...
I sat in the stuffy, dusty attic staring at the picture of a young girl. She was a somewhat attractive girl, although, it was plain to see that she took no pains to enhance her appearance. There was a bare minimum of makeup visible. Her blonde hair was carefully brushed, but no attempt had been made to fashion it into any sort of style that would further hig...
Melissa was just setting the dining room table when she heard the front door open. Tonight was the night that her daughter Bridget was bringing home her new college boyfriend Chris for dinner. Bridget had just turned eighteen and was starting her first year at college; she was going to the school nearby, so she decided to stay living with her mom. Melissa we...
Molly was still high on the events of earlier today. Not only did her delicate mischief cause a Teacher to secretly masturbate in class but that was only the beginning. Her second class led to Caleb's brother Nathan into drawing naked pictures of Molly in crazy positions on his notebook. Each time he showed her she couldn't stop laughing. Before long her T...
Chapter 3 - The Finale Patty had never felt more slutty than she did at the moment with Mr. Roid's big black dick up her 18 year old asshole, as she sucked on Shaquille's 13 incher, and Ms. Cumming's tongue played a tarantula on her clitoris, all at the same time and everbody together. The video camera was running, and the tape would be posted on the intern...