Joule D'Armon was perfect. In her he saw everthing he had searched for what seemed like his entire existence. In her eyes he could see the sun rise. In her arms he could feel her strength, In her soul he could live forever. Tonight was the night, it had been planned for weeks and nothing was going to stand in his way. Nothing. Least of all that bitch Katrina...
I like to take a look periodically at one of the Literotica Forums, "Feedback on Amateur Picture Submissions." The attached and inserted pictures are quite titillating and for the most part appear to be pictures of true amateurs and real people rather than professional enticements. I access these once every few days, and look for new threads that haven't be...
I married early and I had two kids by the time I was thirty two. I had managed a fairly successful career and was on track to make it big in my organisation. I was well-respected in my office and was known as one of the guys our boss depended most on. On the flip side, my peers often called me boring. Many of them had deferred their marriage plans and were s...
In the last chapter I had arrived at the apartment late one Friday and Abby, my girlfriend, showed up a few minutes later. Her day had been absolutely horrid in more ways than one including getting her period and having awful cramps. Being that I had had a public display with Abby's roommate, Barb, showing that sex was a good antidote for menstrual cramps, I...
We sit at the table of the Pizza Hut. You, my redheaded goddess, still wearing your one piece bathing suit under your cover-up dress. You are wearing flip flops and your hair is pulled back in a ponytail. We just got back from the beach and you still smell like lotion and surf. You are wearing a white plain baseball cap and you smile that dazzling smile when...
[This story is likely to be more meaningful if you first read the opening chapter, as the characters are introduced there, and the events which occurred then do set the scene for this chapter's happenings. Again, please do not proceed further if you find subjects such as bodily functions to be disagreeable.] * Linda was still standing facing the wall in t...
I still haven't a clue how our HR manager Susan Brockhouse had arranged the outing. A lot of elaborate thinking and organizing skills must have been put into it. The director of our corporation, Pete Hasler, had apparently given Susan the order to make sure that every single one of the employees showed up. Not a small task considering the character of the ev...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - In the first installment of this kinky and hilarious sexual comedy set in 1994, a sequel to my "Spoiled Princess Hates Camping Series", trailer park girl Breanna with the assistance of her trampy housing project friend Isabella finally goes too far with her appalling behavior and promiscuity. This story contains frequent course l...
Amanda bit her lip and tried to stifle the sharp hiss of her breath, as she felt the cramp knotting her belly. It seemed worse than usual this month and it was all she could do to hold back the groan of pain. Desperately, she looked up at the clock on her office wall. The hands pointed to half past two, another hour and a half before she could finish for the...
Wendy lived on Lamma island, a small community near Hong Kong that had the distinction of not allowing automobiles. Lamma had the reputation as a very convenient place to live if you wanted to get "lost" from the rest of the world while still enjoying a connection to life's necessities such as running water and internet service. Her family had purchased a ho...