Blonde, well-shaped, medium height, attractive. She exuded an aura of health, fitness, and decency. She was the ultimate girl you took home to meet your mother. The ultimate. He looked at her mouth, and the perfect teeth behind her lips that appeared when she laughed, setting off her bright blue eyes. Her eyes were wide-set and managed to keep her from being...
Chapter IV Officer John Rodgers opened his eyes. It was 5:55. The sun was rising on the horizon in a rancid, filthy alley in Anacostia, a section of Southeast Washington, DC, known for its high incidence of violent crime. Rodgers was staring down at the teenager he had just subdued seconds ago at gun point. He was, to say the least, nonplused. What in Hel...
Chapter IV Officer John Rodgers opened his eyes. It was 5:55. The sun was rising on the horizon in a rancid, filthy alley in Anacostia, a section of Southeast Washington, DC, known for its high incidence of violent crime. Rodgers was staring down at the teenager he had just subdued seconds ago at gun point. He was, to say the least, nonplused. What in Hel...
Quite unexpectedly, as I walked by the TV set one Sunday afternoon, I caught a glimpse of an extraordinarily sexy man being interviewed. "Oh, my," I murmured, like Susan Sarandon in Bull Durham except throatier with more evil intentions. My roommate noticed my frenzied exit to my bedroom. "Hey Beavis, she shouted, using the code name we had for each other wh...
It was cold and rainy. A perfect evening for Halloween. G shivered with anticipation as he stared into the darkening sky. Halloween was his favorite holiday mostly because he could openly cross dress and strut his stuff. He had his complete outfit ready, now he was just waiting for the cover of darkness. Once the sky turned, the trick-or-treaters roamed and...
This story was inspired by the profile of a Literotica site member. If you recognise yourself – let me know! * * * * * You know, when my wife told me she'd let our 'granny flat' to a student she'd met at the beauty salon I was annoyed. I like my privacy, and we didn't need the money. Things didn't improve when you arrived either. You acted like you owned...
Eve Smith was the sort of quiet, intelligent young woman that is usually ignored by the rest of society. At twenty-nine years old, Eve's tall thin good looking form would make her the object of many men's fantasies, but her natural shyness led her to wear loose fitting clothes and her glasses did their best to hide her face. Added to this, Eve had been a les...
Author's Note: :D I love Sway and Skeet. I absolutely adore them. I'm glad so many of you did, as well. Enjoy this chapter, and please keep up with the wonderful comments. They really do make my day. Luv n' stuff, Ginnnnnnnnnnnna! 25. "Well, I think it's safe to say that he isn't on this side of the harbor," Horace commented dryly. The trio had searche...
"...Without a word, I stood up in front of her. The blanket, which now was around my shoulders, came with me, exposing her again. My cock waved back and forth in front of me as I straightened up to my full height. Her eyes widened as if she expected a renewed assault on her now sensitive sex. I turned, picked up my clothes and began dressing. It was difficul...
This isn't quite the follow-up to an incest story I wrote six years ago. So if you've read the first part, you'll probably be disappointed that an essay on fantasy is in place of the conclusion to a brother/sister story. The e-mail I used doesn't exist anymore, so if you're pissed I won't ever know. Also, if you're irriated with the idea of this text why not...