This is a continuation of Westville High Sluts chapter 1, and is ultimately a continuation of the Sarah Stevens chronicles. If you have not read any of the stories before this one you may want to view some of my other submissions which feature the same characters, and the other excellent authors who have contributed to this series: GeorgeTasker, Leon22, and...
My girlfriend Tess was almost perfect. She had been my best friend since middle school, long before I even noticed that she was a girl. She was smart, funny, loved to watch sports on TV, had great musical taste and cursed like a sailor, when her parents weren't around. She was also incredibly beautiful. Her auburn hair cascaded around a pretty face, highligh...
Blake was in his cell with his cellmate passing the day away. His cell almost looked more like the inside of a space capsule than the traditional cage depicted in movies. There was nothing to do. He had already done his exercises and taken his daily shower. Because of his good behavior, he was allowed to check up to five books a week from the prison library....
(chapter 3 here, this one is much longer. I tried a lot harder on this one. Thanks guys.) * Arthur Livingston was a gigantic man, standing roughly 6 '10 with a skinny frame. His face matched his frame, thin and boney, with thinning brown hair and brown eyes. I saw him clearly as my eyes adjusted to the lack of light. My senses were in hyper drive. My ey...
On Thursday nights, my wife, Mary, and I have date night. I like her to dress in revealing clothes on the dates as I find the idea of people seeing her body in public settings to be very erotic. The trick is to show off without offending anyone or getting asked to leave the restaurant, or bar. We find that late dinners are best as there are usually no kids,...
Days later I was still thinking about this little "hobby" of mine. I was beginning to think that every woman in the world wanted to watch me come. Unreal I know but I had more exhibitionistic masturbation in the past few weeks then in all the years that came before. I needed to see if this phenomenon was at all true. --- I wanted to expose myself to a tota...
My awareness of a pleasant warm-wetness of the gusset of my ooh-la-la organic thong is surpassed by a sensation of the nerves contracting in my groin ... his finger is touching me oh so wonderfully. It started in the slack-time before Christmas with a Facebook recommendation to join the No-Pants Subway Ride! group. It sounded intriguing. I am not an exhibit...
So you don't have to figure it out yourselves I'll admit straight out that I, Tom Collins (my parents had a sense of humor), am a strange dude. Perhaps the strangest aspect of my life is that I'm a jack of all trades, master of almost none. For example: --I really got into Houdini-like magic such as getting out of handcuffs, straitjackets, underwater breat...
This story is a continuation of my first submission to Literotica.com, and I hope you enjoyed the first one and will enjoy this second part to it... Waking up bright and early the next morning, Justin felt a little woozy and light headed. The movie had been a chick flick, and all the girls including him had been in tears by the end. They had eaten popcor...
How many years ago has it been? I took my private journals and re-read them. And what I am writing now is taken both from memory and from the events as they were recorded shortly after they occurred. This is not fiction but real events. When I have completed this, I will have a bonfire in my back yard and all these books will be destroy and there will be no...