"Thanks for all your help," Junie said to Anna and Matt, who'd spent the evening helping her clean up the apartment and pack so she could move out the next day. "It's no problem," Matt said. "You didn't have much, anyway." "Yeah," Anna said, "we're happy to help." "You said all the boxes go with Callie's stuff, right?" Matt asked, setting the last box dow...
Stan learned plenty about promotional sales from his father. He often marveled how his dad had managed to be so successful in the no-computer era when he began. There were no websites. Only mailouts and signs. Yet his father was the old-fashioned salesman. He did it with hard work, long hours and shoe leather. Stan had inherited is father's work ethic and in...
Disclaimer: I do not own Agents of SHIELD. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Bobbi was being left out. It was sad, but sometimes it was inevitable that one of them would be left out. Especially considering their job involved being split up for missions, and given their different skills it was unreasonable to ask for special trea...
I accompanied my girlfriend, Laura, to a family get together in California last September. Her two daughters Ellen and Christine and her Mom, Grandma Patricia, were the main reason for our visit. I didn't want to go. I hate family reunions. Moreover, I was hoping to use the opportunity of her absence to get together with some old friends and watch a game or...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Emma or Paige or Sasha Banks or any other former or current WWE diva. ***** Paige was fuming, and terrified, after receiving some very familiar pics from Sasha Banks. She had deleted them immediately, but the damage was done. Sasha had those photos, and now Paige was screwed. Both figuratively, an...
Gabriella Ella held her shirt beneath the scalding water as she scrubbed furiously at the smelly beer stain that soaked the front. The material darkened and transformed the thin white cotton tee into transparent material. "Fucking bitch." There was a reason she had avoided these types of parties like the plague. She had been there less than fifteen minu...
My first week in university, and everything was looking great. I was in a great school, had a decent job, and a great girlfriend. Well, as the old song goes, "two out of three ain't bad." I didn't know it at the time, but I was about to find out the meaning of that one. I had a great frosh week and I was proud that I was surrounded by all these hot girls and...
Did you enjoy our first fuck together, my darling bois? I know I did. I'm still thinking about it. Are you? Of course you are. And with that excitement, still, such shame. Making your cheeks burn. Making it difficult to look into your wife's eyes. To meet your girlfriend's gaze. You are no longer afraid. You are ashamed. Of what you are becoming. Of her fi...
I'm a long-time Literotica reader and I've always wanted to tell this true story. It happened years ago and I've never shared it with anyone. It's my first story; feedback is welcome. In May 1993 I was 22 and wrapping up my undergrad degree with a couple final summer school classes while I worked part-time at a coffee shop in Anchorage. My long-time roommat...
We were driving back from Washington DC to a college town in VA. We'd gone in from her college to look at art. She had a great time and I hated almost every bit of it. All I could think of the entire time was how I wanted to bend her over and slide my cock into her pussy while thumbing her asshole. My girlfriend is a full figured woman who works out often....