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...
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 04: The Common Factor Heather stood in the center of the dark living room in a quiet house in the middle of the night just listening to the quiet sounds a home makes when its owners are away. The ticking of clocks here and there throughout the house, the quiet whisper of the air conditioning unit and the rattle of things disturbed by the flow of air...
Gloria eyed herself in the full length hallway mirror -- for about the fifth time. She said to herself. "Do I look attractive enough to entertain that man from the Internet Site? What was his name, Rod? Or was that just his net "handle?" But she thought coyly to herself what an appropriate name for a "stud" she hoped to bed that evening -- or even before...
The moonlight streamed into the room, and Thomas awoke to see the light sprawl across the shoulders and head of Harleigh. She was curled up against him, with her right arm thrown across his chest. He gently removed her arm and crawled and out of bed to get a drink of water. He looked across the room from the kitchenette and saw her stir slowly awake. "Hey,"...
My step-mother has a hot friend named Kay. She comes to our house every Wednesday at noon for their weekly tennis game. The court is just below my bedroom window. I used to peep out the blinds to watch them play. Both wear white mini-skirts and matching panties that show when they bend over to pick up stray balls. I love how their hair flops as they dart a...
Chapter 1: "It was the Dog's Fault, Honest" Ned was Red again. His parents taught him to be nice person, to keep his calm and not show anger. Unfortunately, they never taught him how to deal with it. So he bottled it up inside and stored it in his liver, where it simmered and bubbled. Then, every six months like clockwork, he would explode and let it all o...
The following chapters have been edited by Woodsman's game and Curtis. I thank them both for their time, effort, and kindness. Chapter One – Elise Layla's Leatherwear - it stocked nothing but leather – clothing, boots, chaps, whips and more. If you wanted it, and it was made of hide, Layla's was the place to go. Although expensive, the store always did goo...
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...
This story was co-written by a good friend of mine and my roomie, and a new member to literotica. Peaches1970. Without her it would not have been possible. We hope ya'll enjoy. * Mystic Starr snuggled deeper under the covers unaware of the man that watched her from the shadows. She wished that she could go back to sleep but she knew that it was useless. P...