I opened my eyes and looked up to see Hope smiling down at me, offering a hand up. "Do I have to get up," I muttered as I took her hand. "You're just going to push me down again. Wouldn't it be easier if I just stayed on the mats?" Hope smirked as she helped me up. "I remember my first lesson, so I know how you feel. The first lesson is all about how to fa...
Rebecca watched the digital clock on the dresser. Five fifty-eight. In two minutes her phone would ring and it would be Michael. She enjoyed their early morning play. His voice still husky from sleep. Their hushed voices as they told each other what they wanted to do. The phone rang and she quickly answered it. "Play with me." She whispered into it. Mich...
This is my entry to the Winter Holidays Contest. High marks (if you like the story, of course), and especially 5's, will be much appreciated. Comments are welcome, too. **************** I was a junior executive in a large company. I got a nice salary, but I could be fired at a moment's notice. These days, however, I would never be fired. I would not even b...
Jack is confident Stacy will continue as the lead in the play, but there will be a few more hurdles to clear, before the school district issues their final approval. He put out a casting call for the remainder of the parts first thing this morning. The Director has a few prospects for the three parts left to be cast, Mrs. Worthington's husband Wesley, Arthur...
I have been married for... lots longer than most of you readers have been alive, I would bet. So how does one keep the passion alive and the sex life interesting after so many years? One technique is role playing. Even the most dedicated and committed couple will get bored with each other after a number of years. In the age of Ashley Madison and "We have an...
Chapter 1 Finding the Team "Hey what's up? We need a big man do you want join our team, for that tournament?" Edward asks the big black man. "You need a big man?" "Yeah." "All right, I'm big all right so you asked the right person on that one." "Yeah, for center." "Yeah, I'll join ya, what time is it?" "This Monday at 7 p.m." "Oh yeah I gotcha. Yea...
NOT just another "Anal" thread... By Halo_n_horns Author's note: This was originally posted in the "How To" forum of Literotica's site under the name I normally use for those threads. * I've seen a lot of threads regarding this subject. There's been a lot of prudery on the parts of some, some really good information and a few points that were questionable...
It started with a flyer, posted up on the school's bulletin board. Prom was coming up, the magically pageant event in which all the seniors get to pay an extremely high price to simply come to school all dressed up and dance. I don't understand the point, if people wanted to go dress up and dance, there were places in town they could go for a much cheaper co...
Note: A special thanks to my friend who inspired this story with his own. Another very big thank-you goes out to my editor. * I shut the door as quietly as I could when I got home. Gerry was asleep on the couch. The TV was on. An infomercial was trying to sell my husband knives, but I left it on so he wouldn't be as aware of my shuffling around so late....
It's a typical wet and rainy dreary Seattle Sunday. The clouds are a uniform grey. The rain is just thick enough that the trees are obscured by its fall. Light is diffused and soft, seems as though your eyes are just slightly out of focus. The blinds are open just enough to let enough light into the living room that there's no need to turn on a light. I let...