My sexy and beautiful wife Lynn, a 33 year old blonde bomb shell, and I live next do to an older couple that has an 18 year old son. He is a senior in high school. Mark is a football star and is built accordingly with muscles throughout his young body. He is quite arrogant and always seems to get what he wants whether it is fast cars or hot sexy women. I've...
I woke up on Wednesday morning with a moist patch beneath me. The cause of the wet spot was still oozing out of my vagina. James had visited last night. Why did I do it again? This man was so infuriating. I knew there had to be a reason, and I closed my eyes and saw him again. That thug, yes thug, had a handsome black face with dark steely eyes that were m...
I awoke to the sound of muffled voices and groaned as I rolled over in my bed. My body ached with a vengeance, I felt as though I'd been beaten with a really big stick. Figuratively speaking, I had, and I broke out in giggles as the thought flitted through my mind. I sobered quickly when I heard footsteps approaching my door, and my stomach thrilled in antic...
You might want to read earlier chapters for a semblance of context. On the other hand, you know what you're in for here. I hope you enjoy the kink, baby. ***** "I've got an idea for a tattoo for you." Marion said this to me one evening after she showed me her new tattoo. Four lines of some ancient and exotic text on the back of her left shoulder. I traced...
How am I supposed to feel about Senator Jenna Kennington? I was a successful lawyer when I met her. One of the few women to have gotten through law school. I could have just kept my head down and went on with my life. But here was this glamorous Hollywood actress with a social conscience. She knew how to tug my heart strings. Made me feel I had a duty to hel...
Preface = = = = = = I wrote a story titled "Ginny meets Santa" for the Literotica 2014 Winter Holiday Story Contest. I used characters and settings from my "Ginny and Katy" story series, with some changes, mostly to let the story stand alone and work as a magical Christmas story. After sleeping on it, I decided I didn't much like it, asked to have it dele...
Part Eight of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Cracking along now; no more than eight months late... The Twelve Lays of Xmas Eight Maids A-Milking Early to bed, early to rise. Well, almost. It's hard work receiving this many presents. Imagine how many thank you notes I have to write. I made breakfast at about 6am - and far too much of it too, f...
The door bell jarred me from my chair even though it wasn't unexpected. I made my way down the hall and greeted my old friend, Max. Before I could close the door another old friend, David, turned into the driveway and parked. It was unusual for them to be on time let alone fifteen minutes early but it was for a very different reason that they were here today...
Helen and I had had an almighty row. I had finally broached the subject of swinging and it had not gone down well. She hadn't spoken to me for a couple of days and there was no sign of a thaw in the chill atmosphere. I had been into sexual deviancy all my life but had never shared it with anyone keeping it strictly between my wanking hand and myself. I de...
Although it has been two years since I posted a short story, I never stopped writing. In 2012, our relationship was at its start, and I began feeling things that I was not ready to share with him yet. Those feelings were coming through in my writing, so I kept my stories to myself for a long time. I actually wrote a book, and was also busy with editing Nicho...