It was the summer of 2003 and Mike Jones was half way through the three hour train journey to visit his Mum for the summer holidays. He would be there for two weeks, as had been the routine for the past thirteen years; two weeks with his Mum and two weeks with his Dad. Mike had lived with his Dad for the last seven years but always looked forward to these tw...
"Welcome to the team, handsome, oops, I meant P-Jay," Dolores Limerick said with a wink, and the six-foot-tall, curvaceous lady walked away, whistling as she made her way to the exit. P-Jay, also known as Patrick Jefferson, Algonquin College student and part-time security guard, pushed the button underneath his desk, activating the mechanical doors of the ca...
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. All character, events, and locations are fictitious or used fictitiously. Please send plenty of feedback. I want to know what you think. *********** I do not know when I sank into sexual depravity, or if what I did was really depraved. I guess the whole thing could have been handled more smoothly with a little mo...
Import/export is a very lucrative business. One can make huge profits from getting goods abroad and into the country. I am one such. The goods I am talking about may be called "testacles." You see, I am a highly educated married woman, in the music industry; I coach young and old in various instruments and voice. Lately I have been involved in internet mark...
Trip to Greece The holiday started in typical fashion, lazy days on the beach, an afternoon sleep followed by a shower then a slow wander down to one of the many beach bars and tavernas for some local cuisine. Stifado and Kleftiko had been my favourites so far, but a few Greek salads also to try and keep my figure in shape. The Greek local food was delici...
My wife and I are a British couple in our mid-50's and have just returned home after touring the Austrian Alps and Bavaria in our motorhome. We love the motorhome lifestyle, the freedom to go almost anywhere and the opportunity to relax and dress casually. From my viewpoint, one of the wonderful benefits of the motorhome is that my wife becomes extremely ac...
Dick Long had been lecturing too long not to recognise the signs. It was obvious to him that this particular student needed special attention. The work was hurried, research sources limited, analysis limited and hence a D. Again. For the third time in the semester. He looked up her computerised records and pictures. Roshanara Ali, British born, Moslem, 22....
Note: This story is non-erotic. * This summer was a pleasant reminder of my childhood. Although London is over three thousand miles away from the small Southern town in which I grew up over thirty years ago, I was reminded of that different place and time each day as I walked to the nursery to pick up my three year old daughter. It was the plethora of blac...
This is the third in a series of stories about a scientist named Edward Vitello who has in his possession a very, very powerful love potion developed in a secret government sponsored research project that, to his dismay, was cancelled. He is determined to continue the research by doing human trials on selected women. In the first installment, he administered...
All characters are fictional. Any resemblances to persons living or dead are coincidental. This story involves infidelity, so if that bothers you, please skip to another story. Relax and get horny. It's only Literotica. "Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them" - Thoreau Stepping into the break room, Tom was...