This is the first part of a three-part story that describes the same events from three different perspectives. This is a work of fiction and any similarity to actual persons or events is coincidental. Dear Stranger, We've never met. In fact, I picked you at random from one of those white pages sites on the Internet. You may have already noticed that there'...
It was a typical day at the customer service counter. Customers seemed to come in waves. Then nothing, then a line. The up and down of the day seemed more tiring than if there had been a constant line. But it was her last day for a few. Pamela was looking forward to a few days of nothing. Well, maybe some video games. She did like the diversion. Always felt...
It was ten o'clock on the Sunday morning after the Company dance that I was in my living room, just collecting my suit jacket from the night before, which I'd left draped over a dining chair, and my phone rang. I opened it and saw that Piers was calling me. "Yes, Piers?" "Chris." And the hairs on the back of my neck went up, there was something in his voi...
Margie approached the old ship's bell in front of the community hall. With a huge smile plastered across her face, she grabbed the clapper in her hand and started ringing the bell as if her life depended on it-- repeatedly banging it as if to wake the very dead. She knew that the best party in the pack's long history would take place tonight. It was clear to...
***** Copyright © 2020 - This is an original work by Kalimaxos and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. This story idea came to me from a fan who emailed me a summary of his story that is the basis of "The diaries of Jane." It's...
I received a hero's welcome at home about eight o'clock Friday after the trip home from Pittsburgh. The girls had held dinner for me, and were hyper-attentive to my every need. Ally helped me unpack and deal with my dirty clothes. She snickered that I hadn't used my gym clothes, and that I must have gotten my exercise some other way. Fran made sure I had a...
Go to class, review, eat, sleep, repeat. By Wednesday, the last day of classes, I'd covered everything and was serenely confident. My first exam was Friday, then one on Saturday, two on Monday, and the last on Wednesday. I'd suggested to Wendy that we have dinner around eight, at the top of one of the dorms, a rooftop restaurant more known for its views tha...
(Author's note: This story and "The Bradford Family Saga" were written simultaneously; parallel stories with the same theme. Certain scenes and/or dialogue are common to both.) * * * * * Carol Brady sat on the commode, her nightgown bunched around her waist. Through wide open legs she watched the last drops of her morning piss cling to her silky blonde pus...
This is the third and final installment to Holly's breeding. It's an interracial cuckold story so if this subject offends please pass this one by. Final I met Larry at a company party. His law firm is a client of ours and even after our work was complete he and I kept in touch. He was the one I sought out for advice and now I'm glad I did. After a quick c...
This is my 2nd story. Like the first one, the events in this story are also factual. I hope you enjoy. Happy reading! * Very few things in life will cause a man's pride to suffer more than finding himself unexpectedly without a job, a means to support his family. It's a sick feeling that doesn't go away. Every day of unemployment deepens the feeling of dre...