Chapter 3A My adventure of spending several days in a Cajun home in southern Louisiana, enjoying great food and a hospitality that included having sex with the wife, was something I never expected, and it is thrilling even now to recall it. But I wish to pause just a bit in my narrative to talk about Sherri, her beauty and her way of life. In bed, she was...
I directed a grimace towards the bench press. Who was I kidding? After months of nearly killing myself working out three times a week, I was still the beanpole that I had always been, "More beef on a crutch," my grandmother had always said in exasperation as I had been growing up. Up and up, but not out. Why had allowed my friend Matt, a star rugby player...
They almost drowned She's bored at the table, needs a break from all these people, who can only talk work, politics, sports and gossip. Always the same. Always the same subjects, the same mind numbing discussions. She walks down to the beach in the morning sun, enjoys the quiet and feels the breeze of the ocean on her body. With her shoes in her hand she...
The day was starting out like every other day except today I had to run my brother’s store all day and night. He is off at a convention in Milwaukee until Monday. I have been running his store for two days now. Today I do not have my daughter with me. It is Saturday and we are having a Harry Potter tournament. Joe is supposed to run it. He didn’t get to go t...
Colleen had always wanted to own a pair of stiletto heels. Her parents had told her only sluts wore them. Colleen, in her mind, aspired to be a slut. Sluts got all the sex they wanted and didn't have to go looking for it. Sluts got fucked, but men and women alike, they were lining up to fuck sluts. That is what Colleen wanted. At 19, Colleen moved out of he...
Tracey had one glass of champagne at the office Christmas party. Not much by most standards, but enough to make her just a little squiffy. any more and she wouldn't be able to drive home. Mike had offered her a lift back to the office to pick her car up and she didn't want to leave it too late. Mike had been interested in her for years, asking her out fo...
I was an office manager of an accounting firm; it was my job to make sure everything ran smoothly. I decided to hire a new secretary at the office. I had a few people but I decided to go with this girl because it was her first job and I could pay her practically nothing and get the same results if I hired some experienced person. Her name was Kristina; she...
It was Manhattan, and the days of looking for a steady woman were grinding. Don't get me wrong, I was ok with the night after night bar and club hanging with the guys in search of a score, and the blind dates to a point, but I truly was getting more serious about things and was frustrated with the lack of success. I lived in an Upper East Side studio in a g...
I gaze down upon my fellow man slaving for his currency, humbled into a submissive relationship, twisted into a melancholy lifestyle, deflated into unfilled potential. When lowly men think upon genus they fall in line with the pitiful masses paying such wasted homage upon Einstein, Mozart and the like. Simpletons all, always following talking heads seeing ev...
This story was originally written for the 600-word exercise some of the Literotica authors took part in, which led to the Snippettsville Group. I've expanded it and tidied it a little, and changed the names. Enough of you asked me for the background to 'Spoils of Victory' to make me think it was worth offering here as the prologue it is. Further episodes mig...