Disclaimer: this is a fantasy. Fantasy is legal. One day, I was on one of my regular jaunts through the forest when I randomly decided to change up my hike a bit. I knew of a small pond fed by a natural spring well off any well-worn trails and the idea occurred to me that I could go rest there for a bit, maybe even take a quick dip in the water. I knew the...
A few weeks I posted this story, in two parts, into the "Celebrity" category using names of personalities that you may recognize. The title of the stories is "The Anchorwoman, the Meteorologist & her Son." If you want to see who these personalities are click on my name on this story and you will find the story. I wanted more people to read the story so I ha...
Author's note: Welcome to the third chapter of Two Thousand and Ten - the tale of a year in the life of two friends from a seaside town in southern England. I would like to take this opportunity to point out that the following chapter is purely a work of fiction, my character names are chosen totally at random, and no resemblance to any person (living or d...
That Friday evening in November I had come to my father's office to catch a ride home. I should stay the weekend to celebrate my birthday. I was met by Miss Boman who told me that my parents had been delayed at a meeting. She asked me to sit in my father's office to wait. After a while she brought coffee and sat down on the armrest on my chair. She kissed m...
Everyone in the story is over 18 years old. This story is fiction, and at no time and in no way does this story intend to portray real life, actual circumstances, persons, situations, or actions. Any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental and unintended. This story includes scenes of graphic sex needed to further the plot, and should NOT...
I was accepted to a liberal arts college in Michigan. The campus was located in a rural area surrounded by acres and acres of thick wooded forest. I was excited to attend this particular college due to its rural setting and the fact that it was very different from the southwest desert where I was raised. I lived in a dorm my Freshman year. I shared a room...
This is the freestanding third part of this six part series. Resume: John is has a temporary work at a farm picking strawberries together with five girls. They stay on the farm in an old barrack with little privacy. The girls tease him showing a lot of flesh. One of them, Marianne, catches him masturbating. She is very sweet to him and seduces him. In the...
I had posted a version of this story about 10-12 years ago on a different website, but I think they have gone the way of the Dodo. Anyway, I couldn't find that website anymore and I seem to have lost my copy, so I am re-writing this for Literotica. This is a true story with no real embellishments. Hopefully, I can remember everything, but probably not. B...
Chapter One -- Connection The seventies were a raucous and naive time of sexual awakening coupled with kink and fetish-inspired awareness and uninhibited exploration before the onset of AIDS in the early eighties. They were an exciting, brash, and irreverent period in which to come-out. The Disco era was in full-swing. Someone I had heard of from Cornwall,...
Chapter 7 Saturday We arrived at the Mu House with a few minutes to spare. Every light was on in the house and we could hear music playing from inside. It sounded like they were having a party. I guessed we were the guests of honor. I knocked on the door and it was answered by Prof. Jorgensen. "Come in." She said. "Let's go down to the basement so we can g...