Anne sat in a daze at the breakfast table, her thick auburn hair a wild mess and her eyes unfocused. Her mind was racing as she recalled the night before; the night she had caught her 4 inch tall son Luke spying on her while she masturbated on her bed... ... She remembered the shock at discovering her diminutive son sprawled out amongs her most depraved...
He keeps saying that it can't happen again. Every time, as soon as his afterglow wears off, the guilt and self-loathing kicks in and he spits out those words that always make me smile. He is so adorable, trying to fight this like either one of us has a choice. I keep telling him that this is bigger than both of us, and he would be much happier if he would...
In this chapter you will see Jess make her appearance in this story. Jess is the main character in my short stories titled Ring of Wishes and Ring of Wishes Ch.02: Jess's End. My reasoning in doing this is that I wanted to do something that probably hasn't been done on Literotica before as I am linking two stories together. This chapter is going to be shorte...
Chapter Five SIMPLY, SUBMISSION "Soon" is a pliable word. If asked when you are going to breathe again, "soon" is seconds away. If it's your turn to take out the trash, "soon' is hours away. Washing a car "soon" is eight months out. For a hard cock, "soon" is the straightest line between A and B. And that was David's "soon." No time for much romancing......
This story contains details of wife sharing/cuckoldry, so you should avoid reading it unless that appeals to you. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I suppose the starting point was our trip to London in March. It was a typical mini-break - a weekend away at an upmarket hotel, a meal at a nice restaurant and then on to see a show. All fairly standard stuff, bu...
Copyright ©, 2006: All characters, events, and text in this story are purely fictional, and are created by and the sole property of the author. All rights reserved. Content contains adult material. ---------- The best mentoring advice I ever received in my professional career was "do what you really like to do; the money will take care of itself." Five yea...
Morning comes and I wonder what became of the night. Erin's alarm clock reads 8:24 and I've slept like a rock. I pad to the ensuite, try to be quiet, wonder at the woman who's naked on the bed, whose sole goal is to keep me from orgasm. It's a strange way to keep a man. I ponder that while I pee. But I am here, in her condo, in her bathroom, and I have no t...
Landing at the San Francisco airport was very strange. The airport, and San Francisco, was shrouded in heavy dense fog. It was as if the City-by-the-Bay was protected by the low-to-earth bubble of cool comfort or had suddenly vanished. Coupled with the late afternoon winds San Francisco had rightfully earned the description that it is the coldest place to sp...
As the plane banked in, the land below looked rich and green, dotted with developments and striped with roads. It reminded Connor of his time in Hawaii visiting the islands that were separated from Oahu's overdevelopment. As the vista grew closer, however, the roofs of the houses bloomed into focus and he could see the developed cityscape of Havana in the di...
*Author's note. I am in the process of editing and rewriting a number of stories from my collection, as well as editing those of a few other authors. I hope that you enjoy the tidbits that I am able to throw at you until the first flood of fiction hits, and then I can only hope you don't hit back. In the meantime, here is a little something to hold you over...