On November 27, 2002, a Metro-North commuter train left New Haven, Connecticut, at 5:58 a.m., bound for Grand Central Terminal. Its scheduled arrival in New York was 7:39 a.m. This is what happened that morning. ----------------- Karen Rizzini DiFalcone, a marketing administrator for an insurance broker on West 57th Street, boarded the train at the second...
Man, I remember when I was in high school and 18 -- I was 6'8 1⁄2" of pure muscle. My biceps were the size of tree trunks, as is my enormous cock! I was the captain of the school's power-lifting team and a Colorado State champion in both the deadlift and squatting competitions! Nobody could ever top me, but the school nurse! Mrs. Rosenkrantzschultzbergkatz,...
This is my first venture into publishing on Literotica – please be kind! The story is my own, though the characters are not. Well, one of them isn't. If you haven't already, you must read Patricia51's novellas Bridget's Nights and Bridget's Days. This story is based around the character Bridget O'Brien, and while it is effectively a stand-alone, it would h...
I had given Garth the car keys and the lights on my vehicle flashed when he pressed the button on the keyless entry. He led me to the driver's side and opened the door for me. "You drive. I got to think. Remember, you're just a treat, more or less like a fringe benefit. There are plenty of fucking females in the world that I'd be better off with who aren't...
Please give me the support of your vote. * Now that Linda's secret gangbang sex with his three friends is out in the open and a topic for their pillow talk discussions, Walter feels more comfortable dressing up as Wendy. With his wife gone shopping with her sister and mother and with Linda staying overnight at her sister's house, the next town over, this...
As Albert feels compelled to sing: "I am What I am, I am my own special creation, So...... It's my world I that want to have a little pride in, My world that is not a place I have to hide in! Life's not worth a damn til you can say: Hey. World I am what I am. I don't want praise. I DON'T want pity. I bang my own drum, some think it's noise, I think i...
Note: All my stories are true, down to the most remote detail. Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent....and the not so innocent. Having been a reader on this sight for some time, I am always in search of material that is similar to my own experiences. Every once in a while I will get lucky and find things I really enjoy reading, but most o...
This story talks about sex and religion. There will be some rough sex and elements of BDSM, so if you are looking for romance, this is not the story for you. Also, if you harbor in your heart any thoughts about the sanctity of religion, then please move along, because I will surely offend you. Otherwise, I present to you Part 3 of A Priestess of Isis. ****...
On my first trip to New York City--to visit a college buddy whose home was there--I was having trouble hailing a cab. Everybody else just barked, jumped in front of the cab, and hopped in while I stood there trying to politely flag a taxi, dumbfounded. That's the way you get a cab down South where I'm from. I finally jumped in the back of a taxi a split se...
We broke off our engagement more than five years ago. We haven't heard from each other since. I saw her walking in midtown; she was wearing a long pleated skirt, loose-fitting blouse, stockings...the whole orthodox-woman attire. She even wore a scarf around her hair as most orthodox women do when they are married. I'm not sure if she was married, either way...