The next several days flew by. We became very adept at meeting people and not being asked to shack up. Of course we weren't 100% successful in deflecting all the invitations for a swing, but it wasn't a problem at all. A few gregarious couples, who after being gently rebuked said "That's fine, lets be friends anyway." We learned a lot about "The Lifestyle" t...
Day 9 The ninth day of my holiday on an island in the Mediterranean proved to be a quiet one; mostly spent happily snorkelling around looking at fish. I really did leave girls alone for the better part of the day. It was not that I had become bored or jaded by over familiarity with the fair sex but after the previous day a bit of a rest was called for. Well...
This story is based on truth. Some details may have been embellished to assist the flow of the story but none the less are factual. Please enjoy and give your feedback on the story. All rights to this literary piece are protected under U.S. copyright laws. * KAT MEWSINGS© This time it works "... He's a magic man." Kathy's voice sang out silkily a...
Michael hurried to the airport. His plane was leaving in a mere hour and a half. Damn 9/11! What used to be a twenty minute ordeal was now a torturous hour saga. He finally cleared security and made the gate as they were completing general boarding. Naturally, the overhead bins were full. Michael looked forlornly as the pinch-faced flight attendant absconded...
The first time I saw Rose, she was kneeling in a dog run. Her torso was erect. Her hands were cupping around a white and black Jack Russell terrier and Beagle mix named Jack. Her hands were carefully holding the bundle of soft, short fur. The dog was curled into a surrendered ball to accept her petting. The dog head with the small floppy ears seemed very int...
"Is this Liya?" "Yes? Who is this?" "My name is Aubrey Fosse, and I'm an artist. I was hoping..." "Oh my goodness! Mr. Fosse! You really called! What can I do for you, Sir?" "Well, thank you! I hear a compliment in there, somewhere." Aubrey smiled, faintly. Already he wasn't sure that this girl was going to work out. He was tired of people gushing about...
My thanks to Irish Moss and KJTatts for the motivation for this story. * Well I was having a couple of days off work to make a nice long four day weekend, and on the Friday I enjoyed spending most of the day surfing the net and catching up on some stories on the Literotica web site. Usually I tend to read the incest, lesbian, and non-reluctance sections m...
And yet he still looked at her. The reality of her sitting there, wearing nothing but her G-string, could still not make him believe that she was anything more than a dream. She had dialed the lights down low so there was a slight dreamlike quality to everything, but even so - how could he be this fortunate? His eyes wandered down her leg, her ankle, lingere...
He'd sent her some pictures, so she could get an idea of his size. So, she was quite pleasantly surprised when answering the phone two days ago, she found the object of her wayward thoughts on the other end. She'd been working on her book, and had run into a small block, which didn't happen very often, so she had decided to go into the kitchen to make coffe...
Erica had been a friend of mine for a couple years. We met back in our freshman year of college- I was going to be an astronomer, and she was going strong for a graphical design degree. We hit it off pretty well, and probably would have wound up going out if she didn't already have a boyfriend. She met him online, and he lived in Rhode Island- pretty far awa...