The next morning Maggie was awoken by a soft tapping, blinking rapidly she saw Spirit Fawn, standing above her a bowl of steaming water in her hand a half frown half smile played on her lips. "You've had sex?" She asked bluntly settling beside Maggie, Maggie choked at her frankness blushing she shook her head. Spirit Fawn stopped brushing Maggie's hair and...
* This is a repost of an old romance story with a fresh edit. * Chapter 10 The sun beat down noonday hot as Sherry and Sam made the sweaty hike from the courthouse to the truck. A good fight had been fought with no clear victory. Fatigued by wounded hearts, neither had the strength to begin the battle debriefing. The truck interior had reached a flesh fr...
Copyright © 2020 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. Author's Note: Okay, there is no sex in this story. Sorry, it's just a little flash story that I woke up with rattling around in m...
I go to wash off the suntan lotion in the shower. There is a digital clock in the bathroom; my parents put it there so I would know when I had to leave to get to school. I set it so I can see it while I'm in the shower. I still have time before my folks get home. In there I take time to stroke my penis thinking it was Jonathan doing me as I soap up and showe...
It was Monday at the Jackass Saloon and that meant it ladies night. During the two hours in which men were off-limits there they would have to mosey down the dirt road here in the old west town to the Red Ass Saloon. For two hours a week they would put up with this little inconvenience for after the show at Jackass their ladies would be horny as all git-out....
I grew up in the shadow of a church college. The whole town was controlled by the church. They didn't sell alcohol in town ever, and they didn't even deliver the newspaper on Sunday. (I guess God doesn't like competition.) The whole place was like a 50's tv show -- and I was one of the characters as a kid. Wholesome, apple cheeked. I'm embarrassed now just...
I had ridden with my best friend, Bill Jackson, to a golf tournament near Bloomsburg. We had played in a captain and crew fund raiser for his alma mater's basketball team. Two of his old frat buddies met us there and we had managed to shoot three under par. That was good enough to come in third in the third flight. I never understood the scoring procedure at...
(1) He never missed a Sunday morning church service, no, not once in twenty years, so why today did he have to have a flat tire. The flat tire wouldn't stop him from getting his perfect attendance pin, though. He'd still make it to church; he'd get that reward. Jerry Wilkins felt the pride swell up like a dead corpse pushing against the coffin lid, felt...
This is an erotic romance and has sexual content. If you are underage, or if your beliefs do not permit your viewing, please do not read further. * * * * * Standing on a hillock overlooking the Carolina coast, the wind whips around me, trying to rend the clothing from my back. Below me, a white wooden-frame house with a wraparound porch is perched on tall...
Missy rushed into the hotel room, dropping her purse, coat and briefcase on the floor--but she kept a tight hold on the little package in her hand. Missy barely kicked the door shut before she was squirming out of her suit jacket and kicking off her black pumps. These landed unceremoniously on the floor beside the other items scattered on the floor. The r...