My name is Belle and I have lived a pretty boring life up into recently. My father still calls me Silver Belle, he loved that stupid Christmas song as a kid, and named me after the song when I was born on December 24th, Christmas Eve. I love my father but the guy has to get a life. My life has been so boring partly because I was raised to live a boring life...
The story begins at a Quik Mart in upstate New York. **** 1. Watching Rani reach. It all started innocently enough as far as I was concerned. I would stop at a gas station on my way to work and pick up the morning paper and a cup of coffee. The only reason I began stopping at this particular place was that it was easy to get in and out of. The reason I co...
When I retired last year, I moved to Ho Chi Minh City (formerly Saigon) in Vietnam. I had heard it was a great place to retire, and that an American could really stretch his savings there. The humidity was terrible and the bustling city annoying, but for a just few thousand dollars a month, I began living like a king. More important, I discovered that for an...
"So, you will do it?" I asked Linda over the phone. "Sure, why not, lover?" she replied. "It will be a gas!" "Okay...I will be there at seven, sharp." I put down the receiver and thought of the wild evening to come. I dressed in my shortest shorts, white t-shirt, and heels. Then I drove to Eric's house, and he greeted me at the door. I kissed him a brief...
It was the third time I had gotten drunk, and I was already in full bastard mode trying to squeeze this girl's ass. She was our good friend. The kind that wanted us all just to eat popcorn and watch movies, but it was New Years, so she was there with us all embarrassingly drunk, and me trying to grope her ass. By two in the morning I was ready to head home...
Sunday morning I awoke to my dream, my formerly virgin sister nestled in my arms. She stirred from her sleep gave me a little peck on the cheek. "Hey lover." She said reaching for a cigarette. She grabbed one of mine and lit it, taking a few drags. She made a silly face as the non menthol smoke entered her. Handing it to me she lit a familiar menthol. Inha...
I was bored one day and my mind wandered. I just had this really wierd and I thought funny idea about characters from the X Files. I have posted this elsewhere and had quite a good response. I don't profess it to be anything great, but I wrote it and thought I was worth publishing on Literotica... * * * * * Mulder was bored. OK the X-File cases were pretty...
*Standard disclaimer. This story deals with a fetish in which men find attractive women who smoke incredibly sexy. I don't read comments so if this isn't your cup of tea, please find another story to read as whatever you say about your dear Aunt Millie who died of lung cancer will be ignored. If you also have the fetish, I hope you'll enjoy this tale. *****...
Garter Belts and Cigarettes Page One It was the movement that first caught my eye. That automatic sequence of movements done by muscle memory, repeatedly and without thinking, dexterous and complete - the red nail fingertips of her right hand, several silver rings on her fingers, flipping open the top of the box. One finger aligned the flipped up lid so t...
She was in her late 40s, I was still a teenager. She was one of my mother's best friends; I was a perpetually horny young man who would have screwed a snake if I could get someone to help me hold it. First, a little background: I had been infatuated with this woman for about as long as I could remember. Certainly since I figured out how to masturbate and st...