Ray had read an article about sex offenders and that you could go on-line and see where they live and what they were convicted of, even see a photo of the person. Of course we Googled our own small town and could not believe all the perverts that lived around us, some only a couple of miles away!! Ray got off on showing me off and one of his favorite place...
Once upon a time, not very long ago and not so far away, there lived a girl named Sinderella. Her home was a five-steepled castle that was once a church of a long forgotten religion. It sat on an island that divided a river running with winter's melting snow. All secluded, she lived there with her mother and two sisters. . . . . so she thought. The supposed...
Chapter 20: Empathic Feedback The Year Eight Dee Dee’s Story We’ve only been together nine years, but it seems like forever. My life falls neatly into two distinct eras: Before Andrew and the Andrew Years. The eras are so different that I feel like a totally different person. When I was thirty-four, I was doing what I wanted, working at my chosen career...
The motivation for this story was to write something that might be illustrated in part with images from an old men's magazine called Spick and Span. The magazines were published in the UK from the 50's to the 70's and concentrated on presenting mostly tasteful photo sets of lovely ladies showing off their underwear in a variety of domestic and rural settings...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. I dedicate this story to Walter from Southern California. * Something that all women say one time or another, "How do you like me now?" After being unhappily married to his wife for more than 25 long, suffering, and sexually frustrating years, if Jay was to describe Ruth now, he'd say that she was a d...
He lay in the sun on his lounge chair, the sun felt good on his nude body. It made the skin on the graft tingle a bit. He guessed he shouldn't get too much on it. He felt the heat on his penis. He felt an erection growing, he smiled, he hadn't had one in a very long time. He put his hand on it and softly stroked it a couple times. He pulled his hand back gui...
I would like to thank my wife for all her support and help, and Lady Ver for her thorough editing and insightful comments. Any remaining grammatical and spelling errors are solely my responsibility. This story borrows from history, but takes place in a time and place that never existed. ***** Prologue She woke with the realization that a change was comin...
Co-written by Phil Valesquez Winds hissed through wooden shutters, like snakes kissing. Princess Anna fluttered open her eyes, feeling a warm body snuggle up to her. She frowned. How could she keep doing this to herself? She sat up, letting the soft blankets fall from her nude form. Moonlight poured in from the half shuttered windows, lending a dim, graph...
Any resemblance between the events and characters in this story and anything you ever heard of is just your imagination. This story kind of got away from me. I'm not thrilled with the ending. It's OK. I'm still trying to write some of the best on Literotica. Check out my other junk. ***** SWAMP GIRL I love to go visit my best friend, Mike and his wife She...
It had been a slow week when she walked into the office, a real slow week. I was kicked back in my chair, Air Jordans up on the desk, wondering if LA was ever gonna get another goddamn football team. Then I saw her limo pull up. Before my lazy-ass secretary even pointed her in my direction, I knew this was the big score, the case of the year. See I'm Slim Sh...