It was Saturday morning. Jennifer knocked on the door of the bedroom where her kid sister, Chelsea, had spent the night with their friend, Scoot. Since they had all seen each other naked and fucking the night before, Jennifer felt no great need for privacy and she opened the unlocked bedroom door. Scoot was taking up two-thirds of the sofa-bed with Chelsea...
The plaza was busy for a weekday, people out and about made us hard to spot. Red sweaters would distract me as I darted across the plaza. In the cover of the hallway; I could hide again, my red and white stripes were too obvious. I took a breath of relief, when out of the corner of my eye a red coat stood up to yell "found you." I slowly turned to fa...
CHAPTER THREE – CONSEQUENCES The gutter press Sammy Ferris pulled the brim of his hat further down across his narrow eyes as he stood nonchalantly opposite the block of flats. This was where he loved to be, in the thick of the action. Not that there actually was any action as yet. But he'd be ready when it came his way. He likened himself to one of the n...
I looked over to where Pam and Jane had been laying in the sand but they were no longer there. I asked William, "Where do you think they went?" "My guess is that they are at the hut already or maybe watching Annette." We went by the bar on our way to the hut and saw Sammy, Damon and Yvonne standing there talking. We went over to them and William asked, "Wh...
Mom's Attitude Adjustment Three weeks had passed since 18-year-old college freshman Chelsea visited her 22-year-old sister Jennifer and at the new apartment Jen shared with her black live-in boyfriend Jamal. Jennifer and Chelsea's mother, Katie, called Jen to see if she and her husband, Bill, could pay them a visit too. They lived four hours away. Katie...
(This story is a continuation of 'When life gets dull, spice it up". It is recommended that the earlier story be read first. However, I am adding a part of the earlier story here to make this one an independent story. Please remember to vote so that I know how I have fared. Constructive criticism is very much welcome. A note of caution: I have used Bengali...
Garret Von Hollen thought himself an adventurer. Though he had never killed a bounty monster, or delved a dungeon for its treasures, the wanderer did good by those he met in his travels. Living out of his saddle, sleeping under the stars, and surviving on what work his athletic frame could garner, he led a life free of rules. That is not to say he had not...
I was lying in a bed somewhere in a semi-conscious state with the full moon trying to break through some dark colored curtains. I hadn't a clue as to where I was but I had a strange feeling that it wasn't in a place that I'd ever been before. I tried to clear my thoughts and backtrack the night's events, but all I could remember was drinking in a bar with my...
Below is an interview I had with beautiful Chinese lady who I had no idea was a slut for black men. She doesn't want to talk about it publicly as she lives in a conservative Asian society in South East Asia. For the sake of the story I shall call her Vanessa (this is not her real name). Some aspects of the story have been embellished while remaining true to...
This story continues 'The Adventures of Hazel'. To learn more about the main characters I'd suggest reading the first two chapters. This story includes aspects that take some inspiration from a story and an author long gone from Literotica. If he ever reads this I hope he thinks I have done them justice. This can be read alone but shares a few characters wit...