This story is a revision of a story I posted to Literotica several years ago. This story is a work of fiction and contains no references to any real persons or events. *** Tapping on the patio door caught my attention. I shouted for Rick to come in. I looked up at his footfalls and smiled at the teenager. The boy had a parcel in his arms. "It came, John....
For a prelude to this story, you may want to read Halloween Mash-Up, A Different Kind of Thanksgiving and 2020 New Year Resolutions. February and March are rather quiet around the central coast of California; before the RV season gets underway and the summer crowds descend upon us. My steady lady friend, Catherine and I spend a lot of time together, mostly...
On Saturday morning Gilda woke up to the sound of rain. "Bummer," she thought to herself as Faith had planned to come over and use the pool. Easing out of bed, her shapely body made its way into her master bath. The large tub looked inviting so she decided to take a bath. She ran the water, added bath beads and then went to the kitchen to make a latte for he...
Opening Acknowledgment: I hope you have enjoyed my writings about Frank and I. It was a story that I wanted to write, but couldn't find the proper motivation. Then along came Apple_of_Eden, who convinced me to do it, encouraged me, and painstakingly pre-edited all of my chapters. I have exhausted the factual content and have stepped beyond, into fantasy. Wi...
I sat curled in the lounge chair and stared out over the back lawn. I had been crying for over an hour and my eyes were puffy, my cheeks were tear crusted and I didn't feel any better about it. "It" was the fact that my now ex-boyfriend and I had sex that afternoon and I had realized he was a selfish asshole and didn't love me. Darrin and I had been dating...
I love cum. It's thick and warm and sexy. It tastes salty and sweet and sometimes both at once. I love the creamy feel of it, sitting on my tongue, sliding down my throat, spurting into my cunt, my ass, and then dribbling out. Or covering my face, my tits, my tummy, my ass, my legs. It's intimate, it's primal. I am marked, and yet I helped make it happen. M...
**This story has bi male and bi female swinging involved. If these kinds of things aren't for you then please don't read the story. This is based on a true story, but the names of everyone have been changed to protect the guilty. ***** Yes, I'm one of those guys that you read about all over the internet. I'm a near middle aged man who is married to a wife...
Over time, everything began to calm down, much to my disappointment. As the months passed and Carrie Lynn got bigger (and cuter), I saw Rob and Sean less. Reluctantly, I had to accept the fact that all good things had an expiration date. Rob seemed to have an attack of the guilts and backed off, to the point where he was avoiding me when it came time to pick...
Renee hung up the phone and leaned over the desk, cradling her head in her hand. The day at the office had been bad enough, and this was just the icing on the cake. Somehow, the computer at the thrift store had picked up a virus. Without it, she couldn't print tags, enter anything into inventory, scan it out when someone purchased something, or keep up with...
Writer's Note: This is a story for adults over eighteen years of age about adults over eighteen years of age. While the story line is true, the dialog has been compressed for the sake of time and space. Safe sex was not an issue in the early sixties and seventies but should be a concern for everyone today. ***** Being a graduate student, teaching full time...