It was the next afternoon after the last bell of school. Tommy James walked up to Ariadne's car. Tommy reacted, almost out loud: "Holy shit!" Ariadne had her hand down her pants, masturbating in her car. Her breathing got heavy. She began to moan softly. Her eyes closed as her fingers fondled her damp treasure. "Mmmm... murgh." A knock knocked her ou...
We'd been on mounted patrol for 4 hours, heading back to base. The four marines in the Humvee were Sgt. Pete Johnson (me), Lance Cpl. Jim Rodriguez, PFC Ron Damon, and manning the mounted 30 cal. Cpl. Dan Adams. I had just told Dan, "you better get your ass a little lower, there are hostiles in this area." He replied, "who gives a fuck, let'em shoot me."...
The wife Carol is the main narrator of this story with some comments from her hubby Bernard. I've tried to give a slightly different twist to cuckolding and cross dressing compared to many stories on Literotica. ***** CAROL "You're not much of a man are you?" I said to Bernard. I was angry and unfairly blamed my hubby after receiving the news that his spe...
I pressed my hand to the wood beam above my head and leaned on it. From my doorway I studied the small boys playing in the dust, a puppy bounding around them. I grinned and brought the cup of water to my lips. "Hello there." I choked, startled by the sudden appearance of my neighbour in front of me. "Morning Mrs Crichton." I smiled at the elderly woman,...
[Disclaimer: Allison is 19-years-old, Lily is 18-years-old, Chase is 26-years-old. The only thing that breaks rules/laws in this story is that a teacher is fraternizing with a student.] Mr. Daniels' psychology class was silent as usual. But to some of the students they got an odd chill up their spines. The kind of chill that you get when the weather may...
Authors note: Since my retirement, I have met regularly for breakfast and gossip with a group of men in the real life Jones Corner. One of these, a road construction straw boss, working the Charleston-Monks Corner area, likes to regale us with tales of his exploits with the women he met over the years. Between him and the undeniable town stud, they got me in...
The thirtyish-something couple entered the trendy Knoxville café on a sunny, spring Tuesday. It was a little after 1:30, and the lunch crunch had eased so there was ample seating. The woman steered them to one of the tables along the side window that looked out over the adjacent pedestrian square. The window was heavily tinted which blocked the bright aftern...
This is tale, like all tales, is of the cautionary variety. I can only tell you what I've observed and what I've heard about my horny aunt. "You can't choose your family," my uncle often joked kiddingly at family functions. And it's true, you can't. I didn't choose my aunt, she was just there. And there, often times was everywhere. She was in her time, a...
The Compromise Over the next week, I was with Queen Helena at one function after another. She was working with me to help me know what would be expected of me when I became the new queen. I still heard the cruel gossip when Oliver wasn't around, yet the Queen said nothing, as if she didn't hear them. Her training was valuable and I was very grateful for it,...
When Brigadier General Harmon E. Marshall, U.S. Army, Ret., entered my office, I thought he carried himself with the air of someone used to command. He was tall and fit, with a weatherbeaten face and an erect carriage. "He cuts a very impressive figure," I thought to myself. On his arm was Mrs. Marilyn Hart, a lovely woman in her own right and one of the mo...