A few days had passed since Angie's encounter with the plant. Though no physical changes were happening to her, she did notice a not unpleasant tingling within her womb. She had begun awakening from erotic dreams when the tingling sensation in her womb would be particulary pleasant. She would start rubbing herself until she orgasmed. Night after night thi...
I watched the second hand on the clock make its way around and around. I looked at how much work I had left and started getting butterflies in my stomach. Could I hurry and get everything finished with enough time to make that drive I'd wanted to make for weeks? As 2 o'clock came and went it didn't look as if I would be able to make the rendezvous at the ti...
"I really think you're going to like this girl," Jean said. "She's like you, just looking for fun, nothing serious. She's not a slut or anything, but she's definitely horny. You might even get a little action." Jean was referring to a girl named Amy she was trying to set me up with. It had been months since I'd been laid last and although part of me wanted...
V felt the hairs on his chest move in the gently breathing of the breeze, just like the barley rippling in the small fields below. He loved to let his skin air dry like this. Before wading in, he'd chosen one of the smoother pitches on the rock and laid out that really thick bath-towel that C & R had given him, folded double for real comfort, with the two sm...
The highways seemed to stretch straight into an unseen point into infinity. Hitch Hiking is not safe, sure, but it is the only way I can travel. I stop and work when and where I can, I do not have a car, cannot spare my meager earnings on bus fare or trains, so I am forced to live with hitch hiking. Truckers are usually safe, they are on the road for long, l...
[Lords and ladies of Literotica, if you could italicize the first 5 paragraphs and the last 4 'twould be great. Chapter titles would also look awesome in bold. This is the third that I have submitted for my 69 Love Stories series. They won't be coming in order (e.g., 40 submitted before 8), but I would like them to be listed in numerical order on my submissi...
I'm really proud of my cyclocross touring bike, Annie. She's a trucker with knobbly 2" tires, steel frame, and a sturdy rear rack and pannier. I've had her since I moved out to the Seattle suburbs and I've used her on any number of rides in the region. This is a travelogue of when I picked out an early summer Saturday for a very special ride with Annie. Be...
"You wouldn't dare." "I would, you know." "Right then - two o'clock by the lake at the beach." It was not easy for Greg to wake but he had promised -- no - accepted the dare that very afternoon, and he crept out of his sleeping bag and laced up his walking boots. It had perhaps been the result of too much beer at lunch time. He glanced at Mikey but he cou...
The girls had decided to go hiking that day. They were all quite fit, experienced hikers and enjoyed getting out together sometimes, just the three of them. They were all the same age, twenty, give or take a few months and had been in the same hiking club since they were fourteen. The forecast was for a hot, sunny day, with a change due late in day with heav...
I was stepping over the caution tape again. The day before I had been cited for trespassing here, on a public trail I had been hiking for years. An officer wearing gloves and a mask had issued me a ticket and sternly reminded me to "stay at home!" It seemed ironic. The way I saw it- no one else dared to cross the police tape at the trailhead so I really was...