Ballet One I'd taken up classes when I was 5 years old. My beautiful mother, Natalya, was an émigré from Russia and had trained at the Bolshoi Ballet in Moscow. Then, on a tour in the 80's to Canada she had defected; not because she hated the Soviet system but because she met my father Andre, a Quebecer. He was a dancer too, but had decided to leave the pro...
Jerry and his family lived about 30 to 40-minutes north of Bob and Rose, closer to Oklahoma than to Dallas. You couldn't even call their town a suburb. Several years ago, it would have been referred to as the boondocks, as it had been out in the middle of nowhere. But, now the Dallas sprawl had continued its northward march, and this former cattle ranch had...
HI Readers, I can't thank you all enough for the wonderful feedback on my first story. You sure know how to make a girl feel special. So here's chapter 2 in the story of Ben and Mia. I hope you all enjoy it - and again - feedback please!! Special thanks to Gapster7 for editing this for me - you are the best!! Happy Reading! -Rain City Child ———————————...
Chapter 4: What Weekend! (Part 2) I just declared my love for my daughter-in-law, and my desire to live with her in the open without hiding our relationship from her five-year-old daughter (my only granddaughter), my son or my ex-wife. Tatiana wanted the same things I wanted, but we knew it would take some planning and luck to keep my vindictive ex-wife fr...
We've been happily married for almost 30 years, raised three wonderful children and have four grandkids and I thought life was good just growing old with my husband. Well a couple of years ago he announces that he'd like to take up swinging. I was crushed and felt he didn't love me. He kept telling me he did but wanted to try to put some excitement in our lo...
Gina walked out on to the deck of her house from the living room and as she turned the corner by the edge of the master bedroom she stopped suddenly, stunned by what she saw. Her husband Kenny was sitting on the edge of a bench, leaning forward, kissing their neighbor Corinne and playing with her huge boobs. Gina's eyes then moved down to the older blonde's...
Copyright © 2019 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter 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. Author's Note: This is my entry in the "One Night in XXX Story Event". Enjoy. * The Mile High City The plane was bouncing arou...
Dene had pulled my head down between her legs and I nestled contentedly in her soft bush. She stroked the side of my face with the backs of her fingers, and then reached down to lightly massage my shoulders and upper back. I began kissing the outline of her treasure trail all the way up to her navel and back down the other side. I nipped gently at the fold o...
A single, lonely road divided through the dark forest of Notzuchtwald, and on that single, lonely road travelled a single, lonely horse-drawn carriage. Most travelers went to great pains to avoid the dark tangled labyrinth that was Notzuchtwald, for it was a famous haunt of bandits, outlaws, and (if superstition was to be believed) of vampires and ogres. Onl...
Pleasure in darkness. My brain is foggy and I can feel myself struggling to wake up. Struggling because it feels like I weigh a ton. Fragments of the night before flash teasingly through my brain like a kinetoscope without a soundtrack. Sex. Claws. Fangs. Fur. Little flashes of memory whirling 'round and 'round as I try to make sense of things. There's a ......