Doug had a photograph of Grandma and Aunt Doro on the beach, which he had kept on his desk throughout his four years at Columbia. Snapshots of various buddies and girlfriends had come and gone, and for appearance's sake he had occasionally also displayed a picture of his mother when he could stand to; but Grandma and Aunt Doro were there with him throughout...
When the weather is hot and sticky,That's no time for dunkin dickey. When the frost is on the pumpkin, That's the time for dickey dunkin. I have no idea who the originator of this limerick is. I do know that my Grandmother taught it to me around the time I was able to fully appreciate my first dirty joke. As I think back, she loved dirty jokes and could la...
This is part 1 of the story of a young man in his early twenties who has trouble getting laid. He is obsessed with women and has a serious self-image problem. The story has a long build up with a big sex scene at the end, so please, be patient. Although I have written a bunch of short stories (and even given up on a few novels) this is the first I have had t...
Dear readers, This is a continuation of my story 'Miss Johnstone's Lesbian Sissy Slut' and I sincerely recommend reading that story first as it provides background for this one. Enjoy and please take time to give me some feedback! Theo 3. Intermission: Further training Following the loss of my sissy virginity just after I had turned eighteen years old,...
Author's note: This story is co-written with another author called LL. It's based on Gilmore girls and is a Rory/Lorelai pairing so if you don't like mother/daughter stories you should read no further. * "Sweet eighteen and never been..." sang Lorelai Gilmore as threw herself on the bed like it was a trampoline and it was her Eighteenth Birthday, not her...
When my mother, Beatrice Jeannot-Durand, A.K.A. Granny Bea, sat me down and told me that I was part Wolf, I looked at the tall, slender and dark-skinned old Haitian woman and resisted the urge to laugh in her face. After all, this was the woman who partially raised me, and even though I didn't always care for her cryptic statements or bitter, cynical sense o...
I know that I announced a while ago that I probably would not be posting any more stories on this site, but a combination of factors has changed that decision. For the past couple of weeks, a story idea had been rattling around in my head that I couldn't get rid of. This, combined with weeks of cold, wet, and miserable weather, when I couldn't do any outside...
Stories in this contest can be based around any winter holiday, or even just end-of-the-year festive nostalgia and atmosphere. This story could be in any of a number of categories. As the sun sets in the west, this is a love story, so I chose this category. Fair warning. My proofreader, always bubbly and cheerful, simply replied 'Damn you, I cried!' Pleas...
I'm a nasty guy. It's okay with me because I accepted that about myself a long time ago. My name is Jean Guillaume. A young American man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I moved here from the City of Boston, Massachusetts, a little over a year and a half ago. I'm still a United States Citizen but a Permanent Resident of C...
Swedish Erotica Film Critics Club Chapter 02 - Terilynn's Tale Midway City CA - Apr 1, 1983 Reading time: 3hrs 45mins Copyright 2019 – StretchTacos All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this story or portions thereof in any form whatsoever. The author authorizes Literotica.com to manage, maintain, and provide electronic access to this s...