as told to BrettJ © 2007 November 22 2007 Man, it was freezing out this morning -- and I hate, hate, HATE the cold, so I didn't wanna go to school -- but the 'rents insisted, dammit! So, smarty-pants me decided to make the best of it. Put on the tightest pair of black jeans I own -- and a tiny, tiny, itsy-bitsy little thong -- and my new white sweater...
September 6, 2000 Today was the first day of school. I'm in college now. I'm a college kid. Can you imagine? It's so weird, all of these totally new people. And the classes, I have two one day, and three the next. Such a total change. I met a lot of people in my major today, I guess we'll probably be in a lot of the same classes together. Maybe we'll get to...
WIC, short for „Weekly Image Captions“, is a project I started this year to post an image caption each week. The characters, scenes and kinks are often different from piece to piece but there are some reoccurring themes like Timestop and Mind-Control, since these are my own favorite kinks. Since March, it‘s possible to choose the character for an upcoming we...
Note, As my other stories, this is true. I hope you enjoy it. It was the spring of 2001 and my birthday was coming up. I was on a walk with my wife and she asked me what I wanted for my birthday. After thinking about it, I said I wanted to go away to the beach for a weekend without the kids. I added that I wanted to be intimate with her in a new way, I tol...
Introduction. Here we are. You and I. Together in this special place out of the rain. The dusty air is thick with the aroma of storytelling as we make our way between row upon row of well-thumbed books that pack each straining shelf to the heavens. Book upon book stuffed with tales both fact and fiction. At the end of each row is a sign revealing the natu...
My wife Linda and I have known each other most of our lives. We grew up in the same small town living less than a quarter of a mile from each other. We went to the same schools together starting with kindergarten. In most stories of this type I would be telling you how she humiliated me at the Prom or how I saved her chastity at a wild party. Unfortunately...
Last November we both had weeks and weeks of busy schedules and did not get to even talk to each other. One day, around November ending, I got a text from him while I was working. It said "Meet me here after work. 3rd floor." Then came in a location. I was confused but I shrugged and continued working. After work, I got into the car and put the location on...
November 5th - Family meeting. Vanessa calls a family meeting and announces that, effective immediately, all ladies in this house will have access to John without needing her permission and without her being present. She says also with the three other girls, no condom is needed anymore for any hole. I'm smiling like a fool. Yay!! With the exception of Sue,...
Wil stared up at the grey building that loomed over him. He'd parked his car down the street and walked to find the address, since the road had a crater-sized hole in it. It looked like some roadwork had been abandoned in this area. Now that he looked around at the other buildings, it didn't look like anyone lived here -- at least not anymore. He looked at t...
Ah, I can guess what you are envisioning: scores of people working in the pouring rain, filling burlap bags with sand and stacking them up on the levees to hold back the flood waters. Unfortunately, in the Survivor World at Literotica, the sandbaggers aren't considered the heroes like in days gone by. No, somehow the word sandbagging has, for some re...