*Note -- This is part of a longer erotic series with a slow build, and the following few chapters do not contain explicit sex. 7 My thighs were on fire. Sweat glistened on my brow, and dripped its way down the small of my back. My breath was heavy, almost panting. Five more. I winced. You can take it, Penny. It wasn't often that I tagged along with M...
THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR ADULT READING ONLY ------------------------------------------------- Some kids get to be apprenticed in the sorcery business by going to a posh school -- others have to do it the hard way. But then again, there are games you can play in a dragon's riding net which are a bloody sight more interesting than chasing a winged ball on...
Sarah and Tom went their separate ways to work and during Sarah's lunch break, she nipped out to the florists shop just down the street to buy some flowers and a couple of vases. We she got back, Fred had a message for her. "Tom says he's going to be a couple of hours late tonight he going out of town for a meeting and he won't be back until about eight," Sa...
Everyone engaging in sexual activity is at least eighteen years old. •••••••••••••••••• Prologue Jeri Jensen was an avid Literotica reader. The attractive thirty-year-old blonde had discovered the website the previous January when she was laid up with a broken leg and couldn't work. Once she found Literotica, however, Jeri all but stopped watching por...
Author's note: The series continues with this season 6, episode 5. The series doesn't reset, but follows the show's story sequence.. One of my readers requested adding pictures of the new characters, but this is not allowed by Literotica. When a new character is introduced, I will put in parenthesis the character's real name so you can look them up on the i...
Hi everyone, I apologize that it took me so long to write this second story. I have been crazy busy but I promise to upload a lot more regularly from now on. Let me know if you want to see a sequel to this story (or the last one). As always, constructive criticism is appreciated. Enjoy the read and keep in mind that this is fiction! x Blue Poppy *******...
It took me two full days to drive from South Carolina to Vermont, and the farther north I drove the more elusive I became. I was escaping a teaching job that had become unbearably stressful, a school year that had ended traumatically, and by the time I reached the scattered dairy farms of hilly upstate New York, I even allowed the illusion I had somehow esca...
I am Frank Stokes, 64 years old, retired from an executive position in a large corporation. My wife of 35 years passed away 3 years ago. I live in Brentwood, a golfing community, in the Atlanta area. There are three 18 hole golf courses. One easy course, one a little more difficult and the third, for experts, more difficult. Lots of sand traps, water and lo...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Thanks to Chopperfan and MH aka Anonymous for combining on the editing. Living every moment like it is your last is less attractive tomorrow. ***** (Still Wednesday) Katrina had left for wherever she snuck off to - I suggested to Aya it was a game room, Aya suggested it was...
While we were in Germany, Mandi got a large dose of European styles, food, and an even bigger dose of European thinking. She realized that some of the sexual mores of Europeans were very different from the way she grew up back home. Her introduction into partying with another couple was her first foray into more moderate sexual play that she probably would...