I was raised at an estate in southern Sweden in the thirties. I have two elder sisters but no brothers. My life was very sheltered with few social contacts outside the family. I went to school in a small nearby town but didn’t socialize much with the other students after school. My mother made sure that my free time was filled with educational activities bo...
Paul, as usual on Tuesday was picking up his daughter from dance class on his way home from work. He generally got there early as he got off work a bit before her class ended. No one else was in the waiting area when he got there, but this class had mostly older students who had their own cars, and he was pretty early anyway. At first, he sat to wait, liste...
Preface: Hey there fellow readers, My first story here at Literotica. I'm new to writing erotic content, too. I recently found reading and writing erotic stories gets me horny as hell, so in lieu of keeping my writing to myself I decided to publish a few here. This story is the first chapter to a novella I've been writing. I recently revised it to fall in...
========================== A Last Boy Scout standalone short story. This is an entry in the NUDE DAY STORY CONTEST 2015. Nothing earth-shattering, just a playful little story, with a couple of characters from my series The Last Boy Scout, and new friends. I hope you enjoy it. ========================== Jeannie was mortified. She wanted desperately to b...
"Thank you dad," said Mason and he ran upstairs to begin planning Ginny's dress with the Georgian for homecoming. Upon leaving the room Mason unknowingly dropped Ginny's essay from the inner pocket of his jacket. His father picked it up, unfolded it, and read it again, as if committing it to memory. You took me to that room, and I knew I was in trouble. I w...
We ended chapter 1 of our exhibitionist summer adventure with Jeanie and I bumping into our neighbor Barbara as we returned from doing our laundry, naked. As expected, she was shocked to see her neighbors of two weeks, walking down the hall bare ass naked carrying bundles of clothes and a backgammon board. Barbara was an interesting sort, and even after hang...
We were spending the weekend at a resort in the town of Duck on the northern outer banks of North Carolina. At the time, just north of the resort were a few houses, and then a bit farther along was a stretch of undeveloped beach. It was late September and the weather was still fairly warm. I had heard this part of the beach was known as a place to find good...
This is the fifth and final chapter of this story. My apology for prolonging it. While I hope that this piece stands on its own, it is a continuation of the story told in my previous works "The Performance, "The Performance CH 02," The Performance CH 03," and "The Performance CH 04." I think this chapter will make a lot more sense if you read those chapters,...
This story is the sixteenth in a series. The prior stories will give context and character background. Hopefully, however, this story may be read enjoyably by itself. ***** Having practiced for slightly in excess of 30 years, I am reasonably conversant with the concept of unintended consequences. However, I observed yet another application of the concept...
Edited By English Rose * * * * * CHAPTER 1 THE PAST: RAT: TAT: TAT! A Thompson submachine gun administrated the punctuation of the roaring twenties. F Scott Fitzgerald named it the Jazz age. It was a time of excess. Tough guys wearing expensive tailored suits and diamond rings came to power by selling bootleg booze on the streets of Chicago and New York....