Thank you Tigerssman for your editing help. Author's note: I have added a few characters from my past stories called 'My RA," and "Friendships." series. Miss Daisy and Molly are now in their mid to late eighties, instead of thirty when you last saw them. ***** Northern Canada B was a freshman in college. He did everything he could to stay alone, even pay...
Randall Meechum's POV Sulphur River Pack I groaned as I woke up, looking at the clock next to my bed. Two-twenty. My movement caused my mate to shift in my arms, her leg coming up and bumping into my morning wood. I groaned again as she moved her hand down to it. "Morning love, or should I say good afternoon." "It is," she said. "I love waking up this...
Part 5 of a larger work best enjoyed together. Whereby our heroine tries her new tricks out on her unsuspecting husband. Huge thanks to SueDNym for ongoing contributions. Far more than mere editing. Be sure and check out her own excellent works. ***** Chapter 14 Gary conducted the meeting and left in such a rush that it might have been considered rude. B...
Thanks to Charlie for your guidance, advice and editing skills. ***** They both disappeared into the shower together and by the sounds of the moans emanating from the shower there was more than washing going on in there. They both reappeared red faced and flushed. I laughed, "You girls need another shower, a cold one might be more appropriate though."...
Both Gretchen and Lacy are inspired by women I once knew and cared about, but this story is entirely fiction. I received a couple of comments on my Kristy stories, also here on Literotica, suggesting that the sex was too long coming, or a bit understated. Okay, that's me as an author. As a reader or viewer of adult entertainment, I prefer when a story is 95%...
"Weird, huh?" Britnee exhaled a lungful of pot smoke. "Yeah," Lara took a drag off the joint they were sharing. "But then, you are usually willing to fuck just about anywhere." Britnee frowned. "Yeah... but this was different." The two were sitting in Lara's car. They had parked on an abandoned access road a short distance from an old industrial park on t...
Mary Beth sat on the old couch in the living room of her mother's house. She was turned sideways with her hands together on the back of the couch and her chin resting on her hands. Her eyes were sweeping the rain soaked front yard and the narrow two lane black top road beyond that. Everything was wet to the point of being soggy. It had rained every day since...
Six months later: The lingerie and preggo division was up and running. Through trial, error, hundreds of hours going here and there, Irene had finally found a manufacturer stateside to make the garments. He was in Ohio, his grandfather and father both had been in the clothing manufacturing business, the facility was there, but he lacked long term commitment...
"Fuck you, ya arse hole!" "No, Lizzy, wait!" Those words were the most panic-inducing sounds my eighteen year old self had heard, only to be immediately beaten by the sounds of two engines starting up and their corresponding cars speeding away. Those cars and voices belonged to my friend Lizzy and her boyfriend, Dave. You see, Lizzy had dragged me on a ca...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...