I took a long, refreshing shower, still in a state of shock at how my day had turned out. To recap, I had spent the afternoon sloshing suntan lotion on the two most delightfully bisexual beauties I had ever encountered, spent an hour with my finger up the pussy of one of them and then another hours screwing the other one in the sea. I had no idea how the e...
The bar was busy, waitresses moving around with drinks and snacks, the hum of beginning-of-the-weekend chat a constant buzz, a jukebox playing country music just loud enough to hear, not so loud that anyone needed to raise their voice to talk. They'd been lucky, a booth being vacated just as they'd walked in, and they'd taken it gratefully. Drinks ordered, f...
This is the final Chapter of my Story SAM. Enjoy! ***** CHAPTER EIGHT TWELVE MONTHS LATER Standing at the entrance to the large lounge room at the old Queenslander Squirt witnessed the beautiful scene of a family enjoying life. Near the double French doors leading out onto the southern veranda the two girls were playing quietly, while Sam was feeding her...
Each summer, while I was in college, I worked as a camp counselor at a sprawling 200 acre camp deep in the woods on a private lake. For ten weeks each year , the woods were full of inner city kids bussed in by well-meaning people who thought that it would make kids turn out better to spend time in the wild. From what I saw of the kids, most were already turn...
Authors Note: I know this one is crap. It was just a quick thing that I threw together, and then released unfinished... I went through and made some corrections, and added an ending, sort of (it's crap, I know). This is the revamped release that I promised. I rewrote about 20% of the original text, and added another half a page of new material. There is a s...
I thought the boss was going to bust a gut trying to keep a straight face. Because of the recent investigations into our company's supposed overseas sweatshops–charges that were dropped–the project in Bangkok needed more than my operational expertise. He'd decided, he said, to send along someone from human resources to do the contracting and wage structure....
The stress had been mounting. This rehearsal had not gone as planned and now he was under the gun. Not enough night's sleep was beginning to stir the pressure within his head. Thoughts ceaselessly swirling in his mind, he walked to his parked vehicle not giving notice to the footsteps behind him. "I forgot how chilled the air gets here at dusk," spoke a so...
The air is warm with afternoon heat, the rocks and leaves radiating the day's rays back to your bare feet as you make your way along the forest path. This is part of a series, written for a particular woman, and inspired by a very particular, very sensual part of Venezuela... It's my first post to Literotica, so hope you like it ; ) * Meandering between...
ONE The blast of warm air hit me as I stepped into the large hangar. I didn't expect so many people at the rave. I walked over to the bar where I agreed to meet Chris and John. There were so many amazing girls, it was unbelievable. I had moved to the Czech Republic because work had forced me here. At first I wasn't too happy about it, but the moment I ste...
A/N: The setting is Piazo's Golarion campaign setting, with elements of my own creation. The characters are my character (Ravin) and my ex girlfriend's (Sylenda). This story is part of a larger story of a (mostly) non sexual nature. That will be posted on my personal website. My hunting blind is positioned on the side of field, right at the tree line outsi...