Cal balked at first when Neal had invited him into the old house but just seeing the back stairs reminded him of the past and he found himself wondering where the jars were. Before he could speak, Neal walked over to a tallboy and pulled the door open, showing him a wealth of mayonnaise, jelly and olive jars, along with clay pots and chipped porcelain plates...
Sure, everyone knows LA is the place for the beautiful people. iPhone using, BMW driving, latte drinking, they're always in a hurry to be in the right place at the right time. Well, that's not my LA, I live in the other LA, I'm in no hurry for I have no place I need to be, yeah it's free and easy when you're living on the streets of LA. I got no home, I got...
We had no more clean clothes in our apartment. It had to be laundry day. When Tom lived alone in college and before he met me he said he bought more clothes before he did laundry. I told him that was going to change when I moved in. It did change but not the way I intended. The laundry got done often enough but it was me doing the laundry. His part ended as...
I'm dying. Oh no, I can hear you saying as you reach for the off button, not another rebarbative list of ailments and vomit inducing descriptions of medical procedures. Don't worry, there will be none of that; in fact I've hardly had a day's illness in my life and only occasionally had to bother the doctor. But the inescapable fact is that I am dying. After...
Note: Enable Game mode or it will not work as well. Act 1: In which we meet our protagonist. With a groan, the bronze and steel machine came to a halt. The screech of brakes and the hiss of steam filled the air, pulling Walter from his reading. A brief glance around revealed that the train had pulled into a station, the sign posts declaring it to be Southern...
What goes into the perfect kiss? Well that point has as many sides as there are people. Because no one kisses exactly the same way, nor does anyone like the same things in a kiss. So now that we've stipulated that everyone's kiss is different let me tell you about my perfect kiss. I'd gone over to my buddies house one night with the devout intention of pla...
This story is completely true. No sex, no bondage, no violence, no domination. Just extreme, voluntary exhibitionism. Everyone described here was of age. *** My girlfriend and I had arranged to go on a clothing-optional live-aboard diving trip in the Caribbean. Warm weather, warm water, good reef diving, and freedom from clothes and bathing suits! After fl...
My son asked me this week, "Mom, is sex a bad word?" Apparently, he was trying to tell someone at school how the baby got into mommy's tummy, and the teacher didn't appreciate the impromptu sex education lesson from my seven-year-old! I tried to explain why the teacher had told him "Not to say that in school," that often people get embarrassed when you talk...
It's your weekend to go play with your brother. I do not ever begrudge you this, but today is a sweet agony. I try and play solitaire on the computer, try to ignore the longing ache of my pussy, oh but it's hard. The news blathers on in the background as my thoughts wander to imagining you nestled between my thighs, that sweet tongue lapping and teasing my w...
Over the years in submitting stories to Literotica and competing in their Survivor Contest I have noticed that, except for a few gifted writers, the Text with Audio and Poetry with Audio categories have been avoided. This was especially true in the Survivor Contest where I watched contestants sweat out the weekly lottery in the UK hoping to get the two covet...