[Yes, I have been away. Doing things. Living Life. There are no direct same-sex scenes for the main character in this episode, just setting up moments for later. As such, I have put it in the "Fetish" category to avoid confusion for those who don't know what my stories are about.] Chapter 3 - Making plans I woke up to the sounds of sex. I looked over to se...
My wife, Molly, and her childhood friend Torie had hoped to get pregnant around the same time, and they'd gotten their wishes. They had chosen a special restaurant for a double date one night, and managed to surprise each other with their news. Watching my lovely auburn-haired wife flush with color as she laughed in pure joy, and watching her best friend clu...
Jessica walked in the bedroom and handed Josh's toothbrush to him. "Don't forget this." "Thanks Hun." He quickly stowed it in his toiletry kit before zipping his suitcase up. "I can't wait to spend some quality time with you, the beach and a Pina Colada." Jessica gave Josh a squeezing hug from behind. "This was a nice surprise." Stepping off the bus at th...
Dana Lee Pruitt finished pulling her long, silky, blonde hair off of her face and tied it in a high ponytail near the top of her head. She was dressed in a pale blue bikini top that matched her eyes. It did a better job of revealing her firm, champagne glass tits than it did of hiding them. She owned a matching thong to go with the top but currently wore a p...
This copy of the story has been revised. I believe the editing errors have been removed. When I write something I always have my internal view of the ending and the future. I failed to convey that to the readers. I assumed the readers could tell where it was headed. I have attempted to remedy this while remaining truthful. Hopefully the story is clearer now....
Welcome all, to another episode of Literotica Sexual Theatre 3000! This time around, we have a stinker of biblical proportion. The green fog of death from the Ten Commandments can't hold a candle to the deadly combination of cliché, poor grammar, and just plain god-awful writing in this story. I don't know how we survived it. Notice that we? That's right,...
It was going to be an easy day today, only two sectors, 'Red-eye' from Sydney to Adelaide and the last flight of the day back home to Sydney. This was one of the few times that the aircrew and cabin crew flew the same sectors more than once in a day. We had arrived this morning for one day, and were scheduled out on the last flight to leave before the curfew...
copyright @ calibeachgirl and jim crowell all rights reserved, 2011 'The advantage of owning your own apartments,' Greg thought, 'is that you didn't have to punch a time-clock so you could start your day whenever you wanted. 'The disadvantage of owning your own apartments,' Greg realized, 'is that you didn't have to punch a time-clock so your day never e...
Debbie was a slut. She'd been one the entire time I'd known her and that had been almost ten years. Since the eleventh grade. For some strange reason known only to God my wife Tammy and Debbie have become best friends. Even though Debbie was a round heeled slut I'd never fucked her. Not that I didn't want to because the girl was hot! Seriously hot!! But jus...
"Can't you just try doing a slap bass? We need that percussive snap, more funk feel," I pleaded with Danny. "What the fuck do you want from me? I told you a million times," he growled, half angry, half frustrated. "I can't slap! YOU fucking play bass if you think you can do it!" "Shit," I muttered under my breath. "Alright, alright. I'll try'n work out an...