Mellow Yellow 16 – Susan Sinks Ms. Shagnasty with a Yellow Torpedo Susan told us the following story in a number of different e-mails. I took the liberty of editing these letters to make the story easier to read. Ms. Yin poked her head into Susan's office. "Dr. Wu. You don't have any patients scheduled for the rest of the day and I've caught up all the...
I had seen the girl before of course, twenty-three year old guys have a sort of natural radar that can pick up on women anywhere in their vicinity, but I had never really met her. She had caught my attention at a distance a few times the way anything even remotely female does. She was the girlfriend or fiancée of the son of the rancher down the road from the...
Lena dropped out of the helicopter and glided down and into the crowd, landing softly, despite dropping some thirty meters, though her large bare breasts whacked her in the face as she crouched to dissipate the momentum. Everywhere around, there were piles of flesh and blood, the likes of which were rarely seen outside the most brutal of televised massacres...
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Chapter Twenty-Seven -- Three Familiar Faces Danka and Isauria spent several days traveling northwest through the forest along paths that were barely visible to anyone not accustomed to navigating the backcountry. Danka walked in front of the mule while Isauria held her new crossbow and watched for potential trouble. Danka enjoyed those days of walking, of...
The Literotica Xmas Bash All characters in this story are over eighteen years of age. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Except in two cases. But I've got so much dirt on them, there's no way they'll sue. I'm assured by management that everyone voting for this story will get an invite to next year's party in the post....
CHAPTER NINE. MONDAY. Tim paints and later practices boules with Paul. When he awoke, he felt that something was wrong with the bed: it felt different, harder, and did not smell of Sab. He sat up with an effort and realised that he was not in her bedroom. He staggered over to the window, where dazzling fingers of sunlight were shining in through the crack...
Literotica 2017 Summer Lovin' Contest entry. Votes would be especially welcomed by all authors competing as it takes so many just to be eligible, much less win. All on-screen sexual encounters in the following (when they finally do occur) are between consenting adults over the age of eighteen. ***** As difficult as it might be to believe, I didn't actua...
"Hi, honey," Terra bounced into the room, reading the scowl on her cousin's face. "What are you thinking?" "Oh, I don't know," Nichole sighed. "I'm just in a funk." "It's about him, isn't it," Terra said softly. "You can't stop thinking about him, can you?" "I try, but I don't think I'm ready to let go," Nichole said. She pointed towards the big bay windo...