Chapter Eighteen: A Honeymoon To Remember "Good Morning Hun." as I kiss Mikel, the morning after our most wonderful night. "Good Morning Chan." Mikel says as he plays with my hair. I say, "Last night was...well so wonderful, you made me feel like a woman." Mikel says, "You are a woman and last night was the best for me too babe." Mikel rolls out of bed,...
The temperature in the shop continued to rise with the mid-morning sun. Ryan had been watching the clock tick, second by second, for the last half hour, begging for his workday to be over with. Stack after stack of heavy bricks were laid painstakingly slowly on each pallet sent his way. The sweat poured off of his body, soaking his jeans and making his t shi...
My wife, Elizabeth but known as Eli (her spelling but think Ellie), and myself, Alisdair, known as Al (because most of our acquaintances cannot get to grips with Scottish Gaelic), are not just committed naturists for over 30 years of being together, but committed people watchers, and amateur students of body language and other outward signs of what people ar...
This next one is my favorite out of this series of four short stories. Again, the characters are over 18. Angel is about 19 or 20-ish. I had curfew at 20, so I didn't find it all that unusual to give Angel a curfew. I don't go too in depth on the characters in these because I didn't feel it was really necessary for how short the stories are. There's one mo...
I just want to remind everyone that this story is just fantasy. I don't condone any kind of nonconsensual sex or forced sex acts. This being said I'd like to mention that this story was greatly inspired by the stories of Literotica member sarahcheer and the artwork of The Veterinarian. Hope you enjoy and please leave me some feedback. ***** Part One My n...
Note: The first installment of Barcelona beauties describes all the characters and how the story began. This is the conclusion to the series. 13: Claude Alone My first year back in the states was a struggle. My home country seemed fake and the San Francisco I used to love seemed soulless compared to the vibrant urban life I had known. I applied to graduat...
This story is a fantasy based loosely on actual events and real people. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. Growing up I was what you would now call straight-edge. No drinking, no drugs, no sex. It wasn't because I was deeply religious; it was just the way I was. I remember times in my teenage years that I wished I was more like the cool ki...
Notes from the author: Hello Literotica reader. Part seven was fun. Nothing like a story of the sea, sun and sand to warm you up on a cold winter day. I emailed a friend on Maui to ask if the cove in the photo shoot was real. He said it was possible but the island has gotten so populated over the years that such an isolated place seemed unlikely to him. H...
I met my wife, Susan, five years ago in a night club in my local town. I was a bit worse for wear when I noticed a group of Asian women sat around a large table. I have always had a thing for oriental women and one in particular caught my eye, she was petite as many of these types of women are and her lips were full whilst her brown eyes sparkled. When she s...
Vijaya was fiddling aimlessly with leftover paperwork. The first thing she had done when she had gotten to the office was check for the listing agreement. Her knees had begun shaking when she discovered that she had not locked her desk after all. But the KN listing agreement was still safely hidden where she had left it. Now she could only wait. She used the...