This is the final sequel to "There Goes the Neighborhood" and Marissa_Pt1 through 3. Some of the dialogue references the earlier story lines and I recommend that you read the series. As I said in part 3, if you like to read about unfaithful wives don't read this story. Prologue ********** Marissa and Brad live outside of San Diego and he's not too happy...
UN-believable. I hadn't known him for very long and already I was conjuring up images of what he might feel like making love to me. I knew his first name, I knew he had a girlfriend, I knew he was once my boyfriend's best friend, and I knew that he'd gone to the same university as the rest of us, and since he'd been friends with my friends through high schoo...
I stepped from the shower and stood staring at myself in the foggy mirror. Wiping the steam from the glass I looked down and was pleased with my now smooth bald pussy. I could just see the pussy lips handing down and laughed at the thought that they were pouting. I looked up over my flat belly to my firm tits and smiled at how they stood out without the help...
Fingers Whitehouse was working his magic on bare skin again. The strains of Debussy's La Mer drifted through his Bose computer speakers, and cinnamon incense flavored the air. A voluptuous woman with luxurious dark hair and honey tanned skin lay face down on his queen sized frat house bed: Mary Jane Simpson, his girlfriend's mother, with whom he got very wel...
Forrty years ago, in the freewheeling '70's, casual sex was a lot different than today. Those of you who were there know what I mean. Those of you who have come of age under the shadow of AIDS and HIV cannot understand. There were still serious threats, but nothing that was absolutely life threatening waiting between the legs of your next lover. I'd given c...
*zzzzzz*.....*zzzzzz*.....The blue cell phone vibrated on the passenger seat as Justine accelerated through the yellow light and onto Germantown Road. She seized it quickly and flipped it open before it rang a third time. "Hey, Laura. What's going on?" "Justine! How're you doing? I was just wondering if you could drop by and help me out with my physics h...
As I opened the door to my car, preparing for my evening commute, I wondered what might've gone on at home today. Mal had worked her butt off pretty much all year and her boss had forced her to use some of her paid time off. Reluctantly, she agreed and every day this week I've come home to find her elbow deep in something new. Mal's not like most. She need...
*****Note: Chapter 152 was not published on this site due to Literotica's publishing rules. I'm sorry, but it wasn't possible to cut it down to the point that it was worth publishing here. There will be likely parts skipped in future chapters, or chapters left out altogether in the next few weeks as well for the same reason. I'm sorry!***** Chapter One Hund...
PS: as usual from my lawyer: names, places, incidents are all fictional and used for entertainment purposes only. Any similarity is purely coincidental and unintended ... blah blah blah, enjoy the show folks! ******************** "Fuck, Fuck, FUCK!" Adam thought franticly as he hid behind a pallet of tile clutching the department phone to his chest. The ba...
It took me a few weeks to figure out how to pull it off. I wasn't hesitating, scheduling was just a bitch. My husband had come down with the flu, so he was home all the time and I had to play nursemaid. Eventually though, he started feeling well enough to go back to work, and I started working on a plan to get my hands around Coach Barret's big black cock ag...