"What are you doing the second weekend in April?" asked Jenny, leaning over my shoulder as I tried to type a complicated sentence in my report. I put my hand up for her to wait, finished the sentence and swung round in my chair to face her. "The second weekend?" I turned to my diary and checked the date. "Celebrating my birthday, actually. Well, going to my...
The story about Dad's spanking as a boy came out when we were visiting Grandma's farm in the summer holidays. A sister asked about an old, flat sofa. It was long, like a bed, and stood in a closed-in porch that ran along the side of the farmhouse. "Who used to sleep here, Grandma, in the old days?" my youngest sister asked. She had developed an interest in...
I am sure that Holly Woode did not mean to get me fired from Holier Than Thou College when she decided that she had to fuck my brains out. Holly never once complained to the Dean about having to bob her head up and down on my cock for hours on end, or about having to drain every ounce of cum from my body. Holly rather enjoyed sucking cock, swallowing cum, to...
Ch 1 October 2015 "Ella, wake up hon." I opened my eyes as the late afternoon sun hit through the window of their Ford Expedition hit my eyes. I let out a groan, my nap wasn't long enough. I checked my iPhone, it was 2:30 on a Saturday afternoon and we had been on the road since five. I sat up and stretched, my muscles were stiff from the drive and the aw...
(While putting in some pot lights and crown moulding in a condo, I came across a sensual sci-fi manuscript hidden in a collapsing wall. The owner told me that the previous occupant was a retired astronaut that had travelled to some distant galaxy. The traveller had written a true story based on some sexy female creatures he'd met on some other planet. Here i...
"Come on Matt. Every other member has let me blow them while they drove the van." "I told you, I almost crashed with the handjob. I feel so tired." "Matt, just give Astral what Astral wants so she can get back in here." "Fuck it. It's all your fault then. This is the last time I'm driving overnight while you all just drink and smoke." "Whatever Matt."...
Booker studied the painting with a critical eye. The colors were a mishmash of streaks and splatters, as if someone had tried to emulate Jesse Pollack. The effect was striking, if a bit off-putting. "Unexpected, yet appealing," a voice observed. Booker looked over. The man standing there was a few inches taller than him, a solid six feet high. He was youn...
Welcome back, loyal Lit! This chapter is all plot (no sex) and it isn't really a pick me upper - fair warning. We're about to make some real progress in the story, though! Many thanks to Steve150177 for his tireless efforts to keep me consistent and readable. The proofreading has been invaluable for all of us. Please read and vote! If you weren't able...
**Note to readers: This chapter occurs at the same time as some others and it moves around, since some parts of it are the recollections of one character over a period of about 6 months. To make it easier to understand, let's just say that at the beginning of it, Stormfeather hasn't arrived at the farm for the first time yet, and by the end of it, he and Amy...
For several months, I have been carefully considering if I should travel to Nevada to work in a brothel or continue to watch my money gradually shrink. It is a difficult decision. In a few weeks, I will have a vacation - - - - possibly I could work in the sex business at a legal Nevada brothel. During happier times, my spouse and I vacationed in Nevada. As...