My stomach grumbled, and I wondered why the limo hadn't arrived. I looked out the window once more. "You should sit and rest, Evaline. You are not getting the right nutrition, or water. A lack of rest could only hurt." "I'm fine," I said. "It's not the first time I've been hungry." "Yes, but your baby has not been hungry." I laughed. "I don't have a bab...
It was just another ferry ride home, a rainy, cold winter late afternoon in the Pacific Northwest. I live in a small town that is about an hour ferry ride from Seattle. I moved there after a nasty divorce that left me with very little to spend on a house. The prices were more affordable there, and the extended commute actually became quite enjoyable. I got m...
Gaaaaaaah, come on! Ruby shouted as she adjusted her boobs around her beige strapless bustier. Her boobs looked good as she checked herself out in the mirror. Her cleavage would make any guy stop to look twice; she has C cup boobs which looked plum and soft pressed up against each other in the bustier. Nope. Uh uh. This is too revealing! she thought as she...
Kaley knew she had to come up with a good initiation for sorority hell weeks. She had thought about this a lot recently and thought she had found a great idea for her new pledges. She set it up perfectly. The new girls should be here by 9 p.m. and "he" should arrive around 10 p.m.. She called the tow truck company last week and made sure the guy that would b...
A story suggested by a young man and an older woman in a coffee shop some time ago. No, the woman isn't me. * I didn't think that that kind of approach was possible in a woman that wasn't drunk. I worked in one of those chain coffee places at the weekend working my way from washer upper to senior washer upper, but as it was half term I had been offered w...
** Authors note - This story was inspired by and is dedicated to my dear e-friend, Trish. Thank you, Kitten! ** ***** "What a nice place you have," you say to me, as you step into my home. You smile teasingly, "I didn't think a man could ever be this neat." "Thank you," I say with a sardonic grin, "I find it's easier to be neat. Do you mind leaving your s...
"Dianne. Wake up, sweetheart." I grumble a little and burrow deeper under the covers. The voice again speaks, this time a bit louder. "C'mon honey. Let's get going." Slowly the fog begins to lift from my mind and I sleepily blink my eyes open. No light comes through the blinds on the bedroom window, so I know that dawn has yet to break. A glance at the cloc...
This is not something that actually happened to me, but everyday when I sit in class cocking my head to the side, biting my bottom lip and staring at my professor, this is the story I'm concocting in my head. This story has become very real to me. Real enough to make me break down and turn in my first literotica submission. This is not a wham, bam, thank you...
Well it started like other dress parties I had gone to. You know you get together with a few of the gals, bring along your best (and sexy) under things and have a good time. Only it ended, well, I guess you can say it ended quite differently. Let me start from the beginning. Like most CDs I was living two different lives. The most obvious was the one that...
**This is the third story in this small series, that may or may not continue after this -- I feel the need to write something else! For the first two in the series, both available on this wonderful website: https://www.literotica.com/s/schooling-molly https://www.literotica.com/s/mollys-mum In the meantime, enjoy!** * It's Christmas time and the world i...