This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. My Christmas story. ------- December 2019 I had it all. The good job, the great handsome husband, the two beautiful twin children; a boy and girl. But I have always thought it was all a dream. I never thought I could lose it. No matter how much I had achieved, some things in my life had come too easy f...
This is the twenty-seventh installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter XVIII Educating Veronica ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest...
First, I apologize for taking so long to finish this. Life gets in the way sometimes. This Part is a bit harder than the simple panty fetish of Part I with creampies, watersports, snowballing, and anal with rimming. The story line is the same however..... ****************** In Part I, Pat Jenkins a 6' 3", green eyed, auburn haired (worn in a pony tail) wi...
I have been a nomad for most of my life. I am a project manager for a medium-sized international construction company based in the Midwest United States. The company is based there, but I spent very little time there. In the past 20 years I have been home for perhaps two or three of those years. I spent two years building a paper plant in Indonesia; 18 mont...
Some kind of secret project was being worked on at AU. All I'd been told was to be at the airport early in the morning, I was to fly to New York with Chuck Tyler, my boss, and Jeff Murphy, his second in command. Usually any trip to corporate headquarters in New York involved the big bosses at the company, and I was never a part of those trips. I just knew to...
Sydian / Who came at Dinner? / Ch 1. Afternoon Delight—a Hot Tub ‘You'll dress appropriately'….the line stayed in her head all day long. Luckily, the two o'clock had been perfunctory….they wanted to settle; and good for them! They were the one outfit that Sydd had relished tearing a new asshole for—and not as an act of pleasure, either—but their day would...
A great big thank you to Todger65 for his editorial skills again; and big thanks for those of you who read, favourited and commented on part one. ***** Ballet Bitch Pirates refuse to free the Semen. For once I had managed to rip myself away from my studies early. I'd had enough of CSS, attributes, Java and XHTML. Numbers, symbols and tags danced in my he...
Preface: Six years ago almost to the day, I started writing a story, inspired by a writer named Quin on literotica. For a while now, I have had this idea, also inspired from one of Quin's stories. It is not exactly a "sequel", in that the story doesn't continue per se. But it is a different perspective. A bit Rashomon-ish, if I may be so bold. So here it is....
So to the Marilyn saga ends. This is the last Marilyn story for a very long time, possibly ever if interest in her wanes over time. However, this won't be my last story. I have more stuff developing in the lab, so to speak. I reserve all commercial and all other non-electronic rights to this work. If it's against the law to read this work in your jurisdictio...
I awoke with a start as I realized I was alone. The warm sun was still beating down on me and the warmth had caused me to have an enormous erection. But I was alone; Jenny was not next to me as she had been when we laid out on the rocks to sun in the nude. As my eyes cleared from sleep I could now see Claire and Bert, whom we had joined on this hike through...