As she dressed, Anne eyed the invitation The reception to meet the new Secretary of the Navy would provide an escape from the reality of her being alone. On a Saturday night, being alone was especially foreboding. The memories of weekends, especially when his squadron was in San Diego, were just too painful. That was when she and Rob had their special times...
Authors note. Non of this story what it first seems. My thanks go to Piscator from the Literotica Volunteer Editor program for helping add some polish to submission. The confines of the wardrobe felt claustrophobic. About me the stifling air, a heady mixture of perfume, mothballs and fabric conditioner, soon began to nauseate. Then the black woollen...
"Would you like to see the house?" Phillipa was some distant relative of the Earl of Wherever, our host for the weekend. The Earl was managing director of what was billed as a public relations firm, but was really just a conduit for matchmaking between American and European companies. "Willy", as the Earl seemed to universally be known, casually knew everyb...
Ch 2 of sweet young Kimmy. With the help of his co-worker, he opens the door to self-discovery and embrace of his true effeminate being. NOTE- I use the "i" in Kimmy's description, a grammatical faux pas, perhaps, to reinforce the sense of Kimmy's submissive nature. i laid there, the couch was actually very comfortable, especially given its sleek lines an...
"Get your suit on, let's go for a swim." Going out for dinner was definitely what I needed to straighten out my head or maybe George just fucked with it more. Hours ago I was just about ready to ask him to take me back home and that he not contact me again. The roller coaster ride I was on with him had me frightened one moment, floating in ecstasy the next...
Sometimes I'm such an asshole. I run a small construction company, and sometimes I have to lay off all my workers when work is slow. But that's not why I am an asshole. As I've grown more mature, I take increasing pleasure in fucking other men's wives. And almost as fun as the actual fucking is the planning for how to do it. Some are gimmies. Some husban...
It is day of our wedding when dream and reality finally collide once more. The day has been glorious -- overwhelming. Arella is more beautiful and radiant than I have ever seen her, and that first glimpse when I turned and saw her was a moment I will never forget -- her golden hair intricately arranged on the back of her head, all interwoven with gold thread...
[Author's Note: All characters in this story are OVER 18.] * Andy hadn't slept well. The timpani of rain on the skylight wasn't entirely to blame. When he had dozed fitfully, he dreamed of the girl downstairs, on his sofa. Every time a particularly heavy flurry of rain woke him, he found his hand full of hard dick. Hadn't slept well? Make that hadn't slept...
Let me just start out by saying, it's a common rumor that ALL women love that sweet, slow, romantic sex. In my case that never applied. I was always kinky, always rough, and fun. If you can't laugh during sex, you bore me. I also have the sexual appetite of a porn star, the more I get fucked or cum, the more I want. Insatiable is the perfect word to describe...
The meeting with her grandfather had been the best thing that had ever happened to her, other than meeting Pilar. Her recollections had been so different: mother's death, the lying, the fighting, and finally, the rebuke from the Elders in the tribe. Homosexuality was not welcomed in the tribe and a 'don't ask, don't tell' policy was used in keeping everyone...