Sarah tried to stretch in the cramped confines of her sleeping cubical as she slipped off her daytime coveralls. There was barely enough room in the closet-sized space to turn around, and getting changed required some dexterous acrobatics that would have been impossible in normal gravity. Sarah had been on the Space Station for five days now, and the strain...
The flight back home was not as awkward as it could have been; mainly because Logan was nowhere in sight. He must have flown back on a different plane, or walked for all she cared. "Pussy." she thought angrily, though secretly she was confused and hurt by his sudden, unexplained departure last night and the fact that he was M.I.A. this morning. She had be...
Renuka, was the wife of the gardener who looked after the country estate next door. He lived there with his wife and three young children, two girls and a boy. She was an excellent cook. She was slim and tall with an expressive face and a brilliant smile. It would light her face up and she looked happy and was often smiling but it was more like a wide grin....
We make plans to get together Saturday afternoon. nothing to fancy, just some time together, away from everyone and everything else. Our first stop is Barnes and Noble so we can check some things out. We go to the sci fi section, hand in hand, and I point out to you several books that I have read or want to read, we discuss them briefly. We wander around a b...
No, this not another ménage a trois but a story of three terribly interesting women, one a fabulous fuck, one joyously manic, and the third, a Simone de Beauvoir gone South: The Three Claires. Paul and his friend, the intellectual Claire, had been promising to introduce me to the other Claires ever since I moved in next door. But it wasn't until Mardi Gras...
Author's note: The following chapter is a continuation of the INTERNATIONALLY acclaimed erotic literature (and foolishly named) "Nude Day Texas Hold 'Em". That piece of artistry won a MAJOR PRIZE (ok, it was $75 in gift certificates at the Literotica toy store) for the Nude Day writing contest (every time I hear of a 'major prize' I'm reminded of that classi...
I would like to take this opportunity to thank angel love for her time in editing this story for me. * My wife Maggie and I had spent several vacations in Maui and had decided to return there for another. We had enjoyed the layed back and easy going attitude everyone has there. My wife's sister Jan had finalized her divorce this past year and was a little...
Please read the previous chapter before starting this one. This story follows an increasing number of characters; thus, to reduce confusion the reader will find a 'list of the characters' at the end of each chapter with approximate ages and how they 'fit' into the plot. Enjoy. The Stuff That Dreams Are Made of -- Chapter 6 The 'special effects' team met th...
It's truly amazing the way a shower, a shave and a change of clothes can make you feel like a completely new man. Of course it's all an illusion, for in reality you are still the same middle-aged idiot whose wife has been secretly working as an upper class prostitute for some asshole throughout your entire marriage. But hey, if reality sucks an illusion is...
Act Three: There's Always Room Chapter Four: Ask Me to Enter "…God damn, woman," Yves was crying out, "how do you always do that?" The morning sun threw strange shadows in the doorway. Ursula shrugged, opened the door wide and stepped aside. "Come into my parlor." "Very funny," Yves grumbled, crossing the threshold and barging into Ursula's living room. "...