John answered the phone in his usual business voice, "Hi John", he heard on the other line, a voice he did not recognize continued "You don't know me directly, but we have a mutual friend. Karen and I have been...'intimate' for several years now. I sure she has told you about me as she has told me a lot about you. My name is Ron." Stunned, John took a while...
Oh. My. Goodness. Was she seeing what she thought she was seeing? Creeping closer in the darkness, she realized she was, and while disturbing to watch, she felt her pussy twitch. Watching for a bit longer, until she felt sure she had to be back or be caught, she slowly and quietly made her way back to the street. She had recently moved to the neighborhood,...
This was inspired by the kind of friend who inspires these things, and it would not exist without her, and her input. It was written in a fever dream of lust. Thanks to Mistress SoppingWetPanties for her feedback and editing skills. Caution: There is bathroom play and reluctance in this story. Some material might be edgy for some. * I arrive at the restaur...
*************************** This is a sequel, written at the request of a number of readers, of my story three years ago called BLUE CHRISTMAS. I'm glad some of you liked that. I hope you like this, and do not find it a bit 'twee'. Do you think that the holiday season has been getting to me? *************************** "Pete. It's too much." "I can affo...
It was two weeks ago that Ray and Emma first told us about Jon. He was someone they had known for a little over two years and felt that our relationship had reached the point where they could tell us about him. My wife, Gwen, and I have had a sexual relationship with Ray and Emma for almost a year and have become very good friends during that time. "We have...
"Hey, Sal," the man said with a tone characteristic of someone who has had more than a few too many. "Another one." Sal set the glass he was drying on the shelf and wandered down to the man with a wry smile on his face. He had laid his head on his arms. For a moment Sal thought that he had passed out, but he noticed the bloodshot eyes focusing on a pair of...
"Pleeeeease! I don't want to die! You don't have to do this! Please let me go, I swear I won't tell anyone!" The girl tied to the chair pleaded, as tears streamed down her face, to her hooded captor, as she struggled in vain to free herself from the ropes that bound her arms to the chair. She watched in horror as he sharpened a meat cleaver on a stone. The...
(This story was a challenge put down by my friend and editor patientlee for her birthday. To turn on the radio and make a story from the next song heard was the challenge. And what did I get? See the title of this story for that answer. Okay lol, here we go. Best I could do with what I got. Happy birthday, you wonderful lady. And many more.) Walking into...
I get my haircut about every five weeks and I've been going to my local barber, Joe, for about six years. It's a one-man shop in our local shopping center and I can drop in late in the day and Joe always looks after me well. This day I called in right on closing time, as usual, and found to my amazement that Joe was not there, behind the counter stood a lov...
I'd like to thank the volunteer Literotica editors who helped me with my story - JT and Annie. And a super duper thanks to "John" who continues to push me higher and always inspires me. Had I really lost my mind this time? The only thing I could say for certain was that nothing had ever felt this damn good. I was lying face down, bent over the man's...