This is a disgusting story about a cock-sucker who triumphs in a way that wouldn't impress all people. But so what? She's a genius despite being a blonde. * * * * * CHAPTER 1 Unkindly earning the nickname of Princess Fellatio instead of College Queen for reasons it's unnecessary to promulgate, thus avoiding tarnishing her new reputation as being top grad...
Carol and I celebrated our twentieth wedding anniversary earlier this year with a small get together at our house for family and friends. The whole gang was there. Our two boys, Jake and Harry; Carol's sisters Jean and Claire and their husbands and kids; my brother Tom and his wife Elaine and her barren womb; our either side neighbours, Eric and Suzanne and...
The morning sun rose over the mountain, I stood near the willow tree as the faint glow of sunlight began to filter over the town of Lonesome. Today was a new day, and new people set to arrive for another day in the tourist hot spot of Lonesome, Montana. Once a western movie location the town had been revitalized by the owner, Edward Brilliant; a self made...
Somewhat bewildered by the turn of events, I stood staring out the window, watching Jessica's car back into the street and speed away. Had I gotten myself into another situation, where I would be sorry for my behavior? Taking a deep breath, I sighed and realized that it couldn't be all that bad. I know that I had enjoyed myself and thought that Jessica had t...
Trading Stocks for Bonds (How Linsey was Collared) Her teacup chinked against its saucer. Not once, but five or six times in quick rattling succession. She was trembling and couldn't hide it. "I can pay you back," Linsey Altmell pleaded with passion. "You know I can net that amount in just one year. I did it two years ago." Apart from a security man blo...
Sarah hoisted herself up on the side of the pool, and swung her legs over the side with the rapid precision that only endless repetition can instill. She stood up, and walked to the discrete door in the corner of the large room, and walked through it, feeling the peculiar tang of humidity dropping precipitously. She walked past the endless rows of lockers, g...
(As always, bricks and bouquets as desired. Feel free to comment. Good comments inspire me. Bad comments enlighten me of where I should have done better. Keep them coming!) CHRISTOPHER'S SIDE I walked aimlessly. Just how was I going to measure up to Brian's memories? Everything that I did for her in bed from now on, would be tainted by his measure. Even if...
My wife Paula and I (Dave Williams) were planning on spending the weekend at our summer cottage at the shore, which usually means we spend at least one day on our boat fishing. I knew it was time to replace some gear so I was going to go online and see what the local stores may have on sale. I really needed some additional smaller jigs as the mackerel was ru...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters are figments of imagination. *** She always knew. Everyone knew. Ronald Pump was a scumbag, a horndog. A low-down, filthy, skirt-chasing weasel. She knew what she'd signed up for. She was to be the trophy wife. Smile. Look marvelous, be fabulous, maintain her perfect figure and impossibly high cheekbones...
Literotica writers often set themselves the challenge of writing something in every category. Since it's that time of year to set goals then fail spectacularly at meeting them, this is my one-shot at doing just that. Hopefully there's something here for everyone; but please, if a category isn't your kink, just pass over it before your sensibilities get offe...