This is Chapter Nine, the final chapter, of a book. The characters and situations will be more understandable if the previous chapters have been read. This chapter is much less erotic than previous chapters, but its primary purpose is to wrap up the plot threads of the book. If you desire background to some items mentioned in this story, you might want to a...
The day after Labor Day was the start of classes at the University of Michigan, and marked the beginning of Diana's junior year at the School of Nursing. She also arranged for Astrid to grab an Uber ride to bring Laura to the medical clinic for paternity testing at 3:30 PM that day. Robert Morley also arrived at that time as arranged via mutual text messagin...
"We're almost there now." Anne guided her car expertly through the lanes of the sleepy Norfolk village where she'd grown up and learnt the joys of country life. Brian, sitting quietly in the passenger seat, felt distinctly nervous -- a fact betrayed by his sweaty palms. They'd met at university in Cambridge some weeks earlier and now he anticipated with qui...
Authors Note: I wish to thank the many of you who have voted for this story's first chapter. I also wish to thank the few who commented publically (except one) and the few who have commented privately to me. It is because of those comments and votes that I have posted this chapter. Thanks again to all of you. ***** Part 2: The reply comes from SIR in...
This is the seventeenth episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous sixteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Courtesan" is romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do lead an alternativ...
Looking herself over in the mirror Rachael liked what she saw. She wore a black bra with just a hint of squeeze that gave her an unashamed boost of cleavage with matching panties. Together they formed a stark contrast to her Irish white skin. The thigh-high black stockings, perfect for her long legs lay draped over the bed next to a tight black skirt and the...
The jumbo jet bumped from feather smooth to rumbling wheels as it touched down at Philadelphia National Airport. Tatyana saw the surrounding river and marshlands beyond the runways. They reminded her of the Belarus countryside where she had lived her mediocre life of 20 years. The reverse engines lurched her forward in her seat, jostling her breasts, but she...
The next morning was Friday April 17, and I over slept. Leaping up out of bed, I yanked on last night's clothes and didn't bother to eat on my mad dash to make my 9 AM English class. I made it just as the stocky professor began her lecture, but without any food in my stomach. By the time the class ended, I was starving. At the student center, I loaded my t...
This is a follow on from "The Party Needs A Stripper". These stories are fiction! I'm not going to worry about safe sex, real life -- or about those people who don't like this sort of story (although it is mildly interesting that such people still read this type of story!). The first story is one where my wife agreed to be the stripper at the retirement pa...
Hope everyone likes my story. This is my first one on Literotica. If enough votes come in I will write the rest of the story and submit it. My wife and I met about 12 years ago. It was instant attraction.(For me at least)The love making was torrid from the get go. After a few years of living together I asked her to marry me. She agreed. This brought us even...