"This freaking road," Jason Kalt grimaced while he made another sharp turn as the road bent almost back on itself as the thin ribbon of asphalt snaked its way up the face of a tall, proud mountain. The small rental car didn't miss a step as it came through the latest switchback despite the way his nerves still jangled at driving on the wrong side of the road...
On the cellphone, Yuri had told Min-jin she was close to Yokohama. Min-jin stood on the train station's platform, waiting for his former girlfriend, holding a won bill in his hand. The won bill was a gift Min-jin hoped Yuri would cherish. People around the world savored holding foreign currency in their hands. To the average person, holding foreign money...
A lazy sunny Sunday in July, out in the beyond, the middle of nowhere, the middle of Iowa actually. Peggy Sanford and I saw a tumbled down house, a wood frame ruin flaunting its lack of paint, filled with shattered windows and fronted by a seriously sagging, broken down porch. Abandoned, surrounded by out of control weeds, large bald spots of ground surround...
Judith seemed anxious and annoyed Thomas hadn't called and it was fast approaching eight o'clock, the time he wanted us to meet. I wasn't going to point out that Judith was trading pussy for expensive meals. Mostly because it saved me for spending my meal allowance at some buffet line on warmed over food. Maybe that makes me a pimp in a way. But, a well-fed...
Note: If you've read my other stories, you may notice a recurrence of names. I like using my first and middle names in the stories. That away I really get a feel for my writing. Like the others this is a fictional story. * * * * * My name is Wayne and this is the story of my best birthday ever. It was my 21st birthday party, and I was over at a friend's ho...
This is a true and on going story of the sexual lifestyle of my husband and me. We have been viewers of this site for many years and decided it was time to contribute our story. We prefer truth to fantasy. So everything we write actually happened and continues to happen. In fact, this is on ongoing activity and will be told as such -- no real endings. Some...
I wrote this story for Tiffany. Thanks for all your help, Tiff. I hope you're pleased with the outcome. Chapter Two I normally got out of bed with Nick each morning he was at home, even when he was heading off to work at some ridiculously early hour. With him continuing to be so busy, those moments were some of the few opportunities I had to spend some t...
[Copyright 2018 by the author. No persons other than official editors of Literotica (per the terms listed on its website) may distribute this story either in print or electronically for any reason without the written consent from the author.] [This is a true story.] The first time I saw Miyuki was in a coffee shop that I go to frequently to work on my lapt...
I went into the back door of the plant and saw Sarah near the end of the pressers' work area. She was checking the quality of the cleaning and pressing functions and pushing the clothes down the line to Lucy who was bagging them and putting them in on the storage conveyer according to the assigned number on the check-in slip. I waved at Sarah and went into t...
I didn’t even know the old bastard had died! He was my uncle and I had only met him about 10 times in the last 20 years! My father died about 7 years ago and he didn’t have anything to do with his brother – they had a fight about something or other many years ago and hadn’t spoken for years. He didn’t even turn up for Dad’s funeral. My mother had gotten on w...