Author's Note: This is part two of "Unfolding," which you can find in the Text With Audio section of Literotica. It isn't necessary to read/listen to the first to understand the second—but it would be fun! Enjoy! ---------- By the time Jack and I crawl into bed, most nights all we want to do is sleep. He works so hard, three jobs (well, two and a half) and...
The following story is true and although I do feel a twinge of guilt about the whole thing I would not trade the memory of this experience for anything. Let me begin by informing you that my favorite hobby is massage. I started giving my wife massages many years ago and about two years ago started doing massage for some of my co-workers, just neck and shoul...
Stuffy is how I'd first describe waking up. Nausea rattles my brain and the unfamiliar magenta paint I'm forced to admire adds to my delirium. Can my legs move? Nope, my ass is sore and my quads feel like whipped cream. When I inhale through my nose I catch a whiff of alcohol and raunchy sauerkraut. It seems more than one person wet the bed. I recall going...
Today had been good to Valeth, being one of the Voch'ki that occupied the crimson jungles of the Southlands. He had woken, surrounded by his family and lovers, finding himself already being carefully serviced by the tribe's shamans, her painted eyes watching his reaction amusedly as her long and clawed hand gently stroked away his morning glory. Once he had...
She woke to the gentle tickling of a feather across her neck. The shiver made her tingle from head to toe. He continued down her arm to her fingers igniting every nerve he passed. "Good morning, my Sweetie. Just lay there, and let me wake you." He lifted her lose teddy and dragged the feather across her exposed chest, being sure to never touch the sensitive,...
The skin of the fingertips was warm as they fluttered down the center of my back. The sensation causing me to shiver. I wanted to feel more, to know the true feel of his touch. But I knew there was little chance of that. He was my best friend and simply didn't see me as someone with whom a relationship was possible. "Ri, when are you leaving on your trip?" I...
We are not very experienced swingers. This true story is about our second trip to a swing club. Friends had taken us for our first visit to a swing club. That couple we knew initially as friends, then as nudists, and finally as swingers. Since we did not like the first club, a rather seedy place, my wife and I decided to try another one where we live, South...
Chapter II: Making a New Friend Sitting on the veranda of our room I was enjoying the hot sun on my naked body. I was quickly forgetting the cold weather we had left behind. As I took another sip of my drink and another pull on my spliff I looked out over the sandy beach at the breaking waves. The beach seen was sure enhanced by the attractive women in stri...
The form letter flatly stated that my grade point average had fallen below the University's prerequisite for living on campus, so it was either apply for special dispensation, or find an apartment. I decided that four years in residence was more than enough for this girl, and hit the want ads that very afternoon. My friends thought I had lost my mind when I...
Author’s Note: My apologies on the delay of this chapter. Real life has kept me quite busy. Over the last several weeks, I’ve had to give myself a crash course in using Flash, to get a website up and running, and the prenatal birthing classes have been booked back to back over this month (a baby girl is due in November, the first female born on my side of th...