This story is totally a fiction. Any resemblance to real persons or places is only coincidental, and was not the intent of the author. * Debbie was a 38 year-old divorcee. She had been alone for the past five years. Her divorce settlement had left her with a paid-off mortgage, and enough alimony that, with the income from her job, she could live comfortab...
To really understand the secrets, you've got to understand the background, so bear with me as I recount the family history before I get to the family secrets. Dad passed away years ago, killed while working on a construction job. He was literally hit by a ton of bricks that were dropped by a drunken crane operator. Mom got all of the Worker's Compensation b...
On Tuesdays Bruce ate lunch at the upscale grocery store just a mile from home. It was a habit he and his wife had developed a few years before. Tuesdays were sample days. Walking to the store upped their appetites and gave them an excuse to indulge. Also, since the portions were small they never felt guilty about having two or three desserts in addition t...
A Lost Summer Virginity part 1 This is my first story. I have many to tell, but I'm not a writer per say. I hope y'all enjoy my attempts. I would appreciate positive criticism, but keep in mind, I hated English and Literature growing up. It was usually my worse grade in High School. I've always loved to read, but never liked to write. (Dangling participles...
Lying in bed, feeling doggone tired after working an overnight shift as the only security guard for a grocery store, I feel dead. It's eight thirty on a Monday morning and I just got off the number nine bus from Hurdman Station. It stops right across the street from my apartment in Vanier, Ontario. A ten minute bus ride which I endured, half-asleep, sitting...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes I need an editor and no, I do not want an editor. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of, it jumps around too much, it's too long, it's too short, it's in the wrong category, its stupid shit and I am barely literate, barely legible...
There was will and the way opened It was a piercing scream. The spinster lady heard the scream and pricked up her ears. She located it from the apartment next to hers. The tenants had come in only late that evening. She had not met them but the caretaker of the building had told her that they were a newly married Indian couple. In the U.S. Indians are goo...
******** For Literotica readers: There is no sex in this chapter and there will be very little sex in the entire story. There will not be any graphic sex. The following story is fiction. Any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental and unintended. ******** My daughter, Lauren, was home for Thanksgiving break from her first year of college. She a...
YOU GOTTA PAY FOR PUSSY "You Gotta Pay For Pussy," Says my cousin Joe If you wan'na get fucked Or you wan'na get blowed Gals think of pussy Like a piggy bank Put in the coin Then fill the tank Joe has a girly who really ain't a whore But before he fucks her He takes her to a store Buys her a dress Or a wash'in machine Gets her into bed She s...
This story takes place many years ago when I was in college, so the statute of limitations has run out for any references to drug use or anything else that might have been illegal at the time. The names have been changed to prevent my friends from suing me. And special thanks to Atlprof for asking the question in Literotica chat that reminded me of this. It...