Written for Sara - Thanks for getting my creativity jump started. All characters are over the age of 18. ***** As Ashley grabbed her text book off her bed, she glanced out the window. The weather had turned nice in the last few days. The Santa Anna winds had turned southern California warm. "Truly an endless summer" she thought, as she headed downstairs....
I love running. It's the endorphins, really. They are an addiction to those of us who enjoy it. It keeps me in shape and the charity races are always fun. Every week I run at a certain park. It has wide paths, fields of seasonal wildflowers, and shade trees. Just like a gym or a bar, there are regulars. They are the people you see ever week or so with their...
This one is fiction and, though I used Karyn as the primary character name again, you can tell from her description that this lady is different from the one in the original story. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Another installment in the fantasy stories about the fictitious Hot Wife Karyn %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% A Pedalin' a...
Chapter 19 – How Roxy became a chauffeur "You are not going to believe this," Andrew said. He managed one of Ted's businesses down by the beach. He was one of the few employees who were aware of Ted's special interests. "Believe what?" Ted asked taking the bait. "A new guy started working out over there about a week ago," Andrew said indicating the beac...
Monique woke up in a panic. The orange flip flops were going to take over the cow kingdom unless she poured coffee on a daisy. It made no sense, but it was still an alarmingly apparent thought. However, a cup of coffee didn't seem half bad. She pulled the yellow, chevron blanket covers away from herself and hopped off the bed. With absolutely no grace, she...
(C) 2007 Rachel Gumm. You may freely distribute this story digitally, but only in full, crediting me as the author. I welcome feedback, and try my best to reply to it all. You can e-mail me. * This isn't an excuse. I'm not ashamed of my actions, really. I did it, and that's just a part of who I am. You should know my reckless behaviour by now, and I'm not...
The Dead Zone Century, Saturday, August 25th, read the flier posted in the bicycle shop. Three additional paragraphs outlined the 100 mile ride; the route, what to bring: sunscreen, lots of water and high-energy snacks. I can't speak for others but for me a recreational ride like this is a welcome breakaway from the everyday routine. Many times I have partic...
Author's note: I wrote this in conjunction with another female from literotica chat. It might be a little crazy but it sure turned me on when I help to write it. It is my 2nd attempt at writing a story, so please bear with it :) Background characters: The family Name: Kate Smith A.K.A. Mrs. Li (She is married to Peter Li, a Chinese businessman. Her 2nd ma...
I work as a software developer in a large office filled with a sea of cubicles. If you saw me sitting in my cube you'd assume I was just another tech monkey pounding at my keyboard. I wear dress pants and a button up shirt and my cube is strewn with Japanese robots. I'm not very tall and probably could afford to add a few pounds to my slender frame. I doubt...
I go fuckin' crazy at the gym. It takes all my power not to stare constantly at all the smoking-hot be-spandexed babes thrusting out their firm asses for us men to ogle, under the pretense of stretching or doing squats or whatever. And then there's that damn thigh-toner machine which, gets them to systematically spread their legs, their cunt-lips pressing ou...