Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years or older. Don't expect realism and you won't be disappointed when you don't find it! Enjoy! ***** Clear and bright over the deliciously sloppy symphony of nursing, suckling noises centered around his spittle-coated boner, a voice emerged to snap Nick out of his blissful haze. "So...
Friday, 6:45 PM I'd had a particularly hard day at work with my boss Martha ragging on me about all manner of nonsense. When I'd originally started working at the telemarketing firm, we'd had an easy going even friendly relationship. Things had changed after she'd caught me checking out a picture of her daughter that was resting on her desk. I was using her...
26 Skeeter gets a home I drove straight home from the Waffle House. It was too early for dinner, so I loaded the laundry into the minivan. I drove to one of the two self service Laundromats in our little town. When I arrived, I lugged the two cloth bags into the chrome and glass fronted building filled with washers and dryers. As I walked by I notice...
About a year ago, my wife Rosemary and I went out with two of our friends to see a stand up comedian, an awesome local guy named Dick Edmonds. He's crude and sexist as hell, each joke topping the last, and during the show I looked over to Rosemary expecting her to give me the signal to leave, but she was actually laughing. I should say now that Rosemary is...
One Summer's day I watched through my bay window as the removal men unloaded their van and took all the boxes, white goods and other possessions up the concrete steps that led to the door of the first floor flat next door. The final item that they carried up the steps was a large clothes rail that was bustling with girly garments, many dresses and several co...
Peter's shoulder hurt like hell, but he refused to stay in the hospital. "I'm fine and I want to be there when that bastard is interrogated. I have a few questions for him myself." "Pete you need to take it easy. You can talk to him tomorrow." Trevor said. "I'm going... where are my clothes? Peter asked looking around the small cubicle. No amount of talk...
Chapter 13: Breaking Point PART I: __________________________________________________ The days that followed the ogre's departure were torture. Zyra could feel the animosity of the village all around her. She felt violated, painfully backstabbed, like meat on a skewer. She felt like she had been the blanket that had covered this village for years, and...
"Hey! Hey! Two can play at that game!" Terence laughed as Lisa smeared the icing on the slice of wedding cake on Terence's face. He managed to steal a bit from her hand and smear it on her lips, except that she licked it up. They laughed and smiled as one of Lisa's friends snapped a picture of Terence with icing smeared across his cheek, as he smiled and he...
Ok you guys, here is my latest magnus opus. Since I obviously don't do sequels very well, here is the whole story in one lump. No sequels, either. Don't bother asking. Again, I am not a lawyer, cop, mechanic, or any other knowledgeable person. This is a fictional story I made up in my head and then put on paper for your enjoyment. Vote your conscience, but p...
Readers of my Literotica novella "Adultery on the High Seas" have asked for a sequel, to continue the erotic exploits of officers' wives Jane and Heidi on their long voyage on a troopship in the nineteen-fifties. Having arrived in Singapore to join their husbands, they now sought some more amorous adventures while they impatiently await the return of the shi...