She was a class act woman in public who knew what she wanted. Her thirst for sex was like mine, in control of her. We found out we were both sluts. Our first meeting over lunch after church meeting singles mixer. We talked and found we had a lot in common. We agreed to a first date on the next Friday We had a kiss goodbye in the parking lot she pressed her...
You are in the shop TIG welding. You have a rock song by the Ramones in your head and you really have the rhythm today with your welding. Things feel good. You lift your mask and notice that you have bare arms -- you have gloves on your hands but you are not wearing the requisite long-sleeve shirt. You look down and see your apron and boots but your shins ar...
Jack was in his lab. After years of research, he finally concocted the formula. It was night outside. The moon was full. He got a syringe. He stuck it into the vial containing the serum, and pulled the plunger up, filling the tube. He put down the vial. He thumped the syringe, removing all the bubbles. He carefully unbuttoned his cuff and rolled up his sleev...
(Writers note: I'm combing days 5 and 6 since they're the same basic premise and day 5 will be pretty short so adding day 6 to it will, hopefully make up for that.) ***** Day 5: "Dear diary I dreamed about Grant last night. Nothing sexual, just a nice romantic picnic...I can't wait until this months over so i can see him again. I guess I have to press o...
It was all fun and games until he changed the pace. Tom heightened the atmosphere by having a few tricks up his sleeve, one being edible body lotion. Another one was a blindfold and ice cream. She takes the ice cream from him. Melissa puts the blindfold on Tom. Very slowly and deliberately she placed small dips of his favorite ice cream along a line from his...
Smoke rings. She could blow them perfectly now. Six days spent practicing and she finally had it down pat. Ensconced in her stuffy apartment for nearly a week and this is all she'd accomplished? No. She'd slept a lot too. Irregularly for hours at a time, day and night, causing her to lose track of time. Mostly she slumbered on the overstuffed corduroy couch,...
Ok as always, This story is not to be reproduced, copied or posted on any site other than Literotica without my permission. I can be reached via my literotica profile in the contact tab, or via email. On another note this is the 2nd version of Ch. 3 I'm posting, I'll be leaving both up until I get enough feedback from reader to decide which version they lik...
Copyright PennameWombat January 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual...
Mera had never been happier. After long years and countless trials, she was finally married to the love of her life – Arthur Curry, also known on the surface as Aquaman. It had been a marvelous affair, the decadent halls of the royal Atlantean palace filled with the greatest treasures the undersea kingdom had to display. Purposefully, Mera and Arthur had g...
Our hero's boat is hired by a mysterious passenger (mf) * Rochester, New York, 1896 Liam stood upon the foredeck, surveying the boat with satisfaction. He had just finished oiling the deck—a most time-consuming task-- in preparation for winter, and it was yet morning. The bright work was faultless, the sails furled, the sheets and halyards neatly coiled....