Chatper 3: Hans und Katherine Continuing a spin-off from the story of Karen and her grandmother's apparently magic ring, as described in other files in Literotica. * * * * * Hans nearly jumped as Katherine's fingers, even ever so gently, touched his balls. The excitement with Karen at dinner in the dining car (see the third part of "California Zephyr" in...
The buffering bar ticks up towards full as the video loads, coming to life once the player has enough data to complete the show without interruption. Staring back through the screen is a very excited looking long haired brunette whose face dominates the capture, her large brown eyes made even larger due to her ellipse lensed glasses. Sporting a smile from ea...
Lying side by side on the beach at noon, our skins shining with sun cream, Barbara's finger slowly circling the palm of my hand. Our hotel room about half a mile away, I'd better not think of what I would be doing if I could take her there at once. Lying on my back I am sure that my arousal is getting evident to everyone. In the dazzling Mediterranean summ...
The sign in the window of the bar almost totally blocked the window. "TV NOT WORKING" was what it said, and that was easier to read at a distance than the name of the bar was. But you could tell that it was a bar, which was more important, probably. He was not really much of one for bars, but he felt like he wanted a drink or two, he really did not want a...
The Monday after the most embarrassing night of her life blew in with a storm, the skies gray and cloudy, just like Gracie's mood. She'd sat at her desk for hours, working with the determination of a machine, trying to keep her mind off of one thing. Or one person, to be exact. Mitchell Caldwell. It wasn't the humiliation that had kept her tossing and tu...
"Hey bud, need a beer?" "Um, sure, thanks," "LINDA, MAKE THAT TWO!" My workmate Josh shouted up to his girlfriend from the deck. He had scored his Uncle's cottage for a weekend, and had invited me and another guy up with him. I had just started at the company a month prior, and we had gone out for lunch a handful of times, drinks once or twice- they we...
I was sitting at home relaxing one evening, playing on the computer, when I opened a seldom used instant messaging program on a whim. One of the names on my buddy list stood out, both on the screen and in my memory. A very talented masseuse whom I visited several times a few years back. I am somewhat of a "hobbyist", enjoying a soothing, sensual massage ever...
Michelle wiped away her tears as she looked around at the sparse room she'd just moved into. It seemed so empty, with no décor on the walls and none of her beloved plants, which would likely die in the next two weeks, knowing Kyle and his inability to care about anything living. That thought only made her start to cry again, and she sniffed, determined not t...
There was always a sigh of relief from Scott Steele whenever Tiffany Amber Thiessen emerged from a building and was safely in the confines of her limousine and moving at speed towards her residence. As her body guard, it was his job to worry, and now that they were on the freeway, he could relax a bit. "How was your tennis match today," he asked quietly, tr...
The day wasn't going well for Jennifer; she was late for her appointment and now heavy traffic on the motorway had reduced her progress to a crawl. She drummed her fingers fretfully on the steering wheel and shifted around in her tight fitting business skirt. To make matters worse it was an extremely warm day and the car air conditioning system wasn't workin...