Halloween wedding anniversary leads to sexy trick and treat games. Eight years ago Miranda and Mark were married on Halloween and, taking turns on their wedding anniversary, they used that day to give one another a trick and a treat. As a trick one year, Mark sold Miranda's beloved car. Even though the car was a real jalopy, she had grown to love her 9-year...
The best thing about the neighbor's pool wasn't that it was the biggest on the block or that it had a brand new heating system, but that Barbara Hamilton owned it. Now that summer had come and her husband had gone, it was time for Barbara to make the most of the warm weather. She lay face down, sunbathing on her raft. Thirty feet away, a shutter clicked. St...
"Just pick up the damn milk yourself," Carl yelled. I heard the sound of a football announcer and then one of his friends laughed. "I'm not going out today." Of course he wasn't. His friends, football and beer came before our home or anything even remotely difficult—including picking up milk at the store. Never mind that he'd promised to get it for the last...
Prologue: Moby's Dick He called me Ishmael. Well, truth be told, what the old codger said was, "ish my Elle here?" Which is not nearly as strong an opening line. I should know, I am the world's most well-read strip club bouncer. When it comes to openings, I've seen 'em all, except the dancers', because at Bam Bam's BoomBoom Room Gentleman's Club; they get...
We had spent the day at an old manor house near the village attending a business lunch. Steve had persuaded his company that it would be good to hold the event in our quiet rural setting giving the city clients and businessmen a chance to sample the fresh country air. Having seen most of the party off home while several others booked into high-class country...
Looking back on my life, I realize that we are all products of our experiences, but certain events are more pivotal than others. When questioned, most people would say the most important things were things planned, like college, marriage, and children. Whereas those are indeed important, I think the course of my life has been defined more by the little thing...
The big log fire on the riverbank illuminated the night. Inverness could see the bodies of her parents and brother strewn on the sand and she could see and hear the four drunken voices of the men who'd shot them and commandeered the family's Jeep. The Starke Family's possessions of any value from the vehicle were being shared. The captive seventeen-year ol...
Growing up I, Cheryl Sanders, always knew that my parents were flakes. My parents, Winston Sanders and Muriel Smith (why my mother kept her maiden name when she married my father only she really knows since the explanations have changed over the years), are both very good looking, but they are both lacking in many parenting skills, and don't seem to have any...
That was about three years ago. I remember walking to my car, head held high. I kept it together until I got to Hope's Advocate. I started falling apart as I walked into the residential area. I was soon surrounded by women- some homeless, some abused, some there for the first time. All of them virtual strangers to me, all of them with a story. And they sat w...
It's not often you meet a mother who's better looking than her good-looking teen-aged or twenty-something daughter, but I know this one family, who serve as the inspiration for this story. Next up will by something for national Nude Day and my first entry into a Literotica contest. As always, all story characters engaged in sexual activities are eighteen y...