It was a slow day at the shop. Rain lashed against the front windows. Alice sighed and stretched. She and Liam had already done all the folding, facing, sweeping, and other make-work jobs in the vintage clothing store. No customers were coming in at 2pm in this kind of weather. She was bored, and the chill music that the owner insisted they play wasn't helpi...
It was a great day! The sun was shining and the temperature was just right for a barbeque and a dip in the pool. We had planned this party for weeks as a way saying thank you to all the neighbors and friends who had helped us move into our new house. We had invited a ton of people figuring that only half would show since it was mid summer....Boy, were we s...
A deleted profile, a shot in the dark meeting, Sunday. Things, few things, these kinds of things are what led Abigail down a path she hadn't predicted. One that had her exposing herself to men publicly. And more, far more. It all started that Sunday, church with her parents and grandparents. The pastor kept glancing at her thighs in her pastel blue summer...
Greg grabbed Sabrina's arm and quickly led her down the hall. He squeezed it, hard. His touch was brusque, almost rude. To her, it seemed that he was rushing, wanting to get to the bedroom as soon as possible. She followed willingly, but had trouble keeping up with his purposeful strides. Sabrina is 5'3, mixed Asian and Hispanic heritage. The blend created...
Miss Caz decided that as it was a lovely day, not too hot, we would go for a picnic about 20km from home in the bush (Forrest) near our home. We took the usual, a blanket, a bottle of wine, some smoke. Miss Caz also made sure that the toy bag was in the boot and we were prepared for the day. As part of that preparation she had me clean out and shave everythi...
I was studying to become a landscaper and as part of the course I had to work for a gardening firm for six months. My mentor at the firm was a guy called Bob, generally known as Big Bob. I was nineteen, six foot tall, and weighed around two hundred pounds, and it was honest muscle, not fat. I was reasonable looking with fair hair and hazel eyes and, despite...
I wrote Nasty Fun with Stella several years ago. Running it in Literotica now, it serves as a prequel on this site to my story Stella's Delicious Anal Chocolate. Hope you enjoy it. NH17 *** I followed Stella into her bathroom. She was only wearing a pair of bright-colored yellow panties that were not enough to cover a big, black ass that juggled with ever...
Chapter 10 - Succubus After our shower, and just a little more play, it was time to leave for our sex-capades. Oli, having been thoroughly blow-dried, led me out the door. Or, more accurately, she towed me, since she was still on her leash. The both of us were still bare-assed, although she had the benefit of her fur coat. Still, to be fair, her big red la...
Chapter One: A Declaration of Intent: Howard My name is Howard Wilson Carver. I am a senior accountant at Taft, Collridge and Woolwich, a long-established Boston accounting firm. I am fifty years old and I have risen about as far as I can in this firm. I specialize in business tax management and I am considered the in-house expert on the subject. I earn $85...
What happens when we die after sex with a beautiful woman as our last memory? What happens when we die? As if it's a replaying movie, is our last memory of life what we continue to keep after death? Is there life after death? Or once we die, is there nothing in the way that we felt and remembered nothing before we were born? Is there God? Is there Heaven a...