This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Chapter 1 - My Proposition for Him The storm that night was one which stayed with me till today. It was not that I consciously willed myself to remember the sights, sounds and scents of what I had borne witness to, but it rather had its own way with me, especially each time the sky of dusk brings forth rain. The memory comes unnoticed; in fact it somewhat...
Oh my. This is easily the rawest thing I will ever write. I really wanted to get in a lot of aspects of the queer femme experience in, not just the stuff I knew. While a lot of it is inspired by guttural feelings, it's meant to be the main's story first and foremost, and branch out into the stories of others. A lot of it was the desire to really communicat...
There was a sub shop nearby, and in lieu of a continental breakfast, we went there to eat, all three of us rubbing sleep from our eyes at the early hour, McKenna grumbling alternately about needing more sleep and it not being a Taco Johns. "Yeah it's early, but we've got five hours of driving ahead of us," Jessie reminded her. "And then a few hours more if...
A storm was brewing on the horizon. Vast clouds of roiling black clouds, shot through with lightning and spreading a shimmering haze of blazing hot rainfall. I had a sinking feeling that even a torrential downpour wouldn't do much to the muggy heat of Doyen Prime. However, that whole storm had nothing on the glare that was coming my way from Lt. Amelia. Am...
It was basketball homecoming, and Jolie was very excited. DaVaun had asked her to the dance and it was the first time she had a date for homecoming. She had never been asked to the dance before, and that DaVaun had asked her was very flattering. He was one of the best players on the team and all her girlfriends were jealous. Jolie really hadn't expected it....
Special thanks to Antagonee for edits, suggestions and helping with quotation syntax. ***** The year was 1993. I went to Washington D.C. for a few days in the summer with some of my college friends. Five of us had carpooled up from the dorm building. I had 2 passengers in my car on the way up. We spent the days at several museums. The last evening, I wan...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Copyright © 2018 - 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: This store does contain infidelity by the wife to be and by the husband to be as revenge. It also, in a way, contai...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains gr...