Intro This story follows Summer at the Beach House, one of the Loving Wives stories on Literotica. As an introduction. Jill house sits a beach house for her aunty and finds a new freedom and sexuality. Previous to this summer she has been a teacher. She reads at the beach, erotic material, and is infatuated with a story of a courtesan and the king. She r...
Kelly and William were next door neighbor their whole lives. They were also best friends from age six until they entered high school. She slowly became more popular and blossomed into the most attractive girl in her class, while he remained a lanky wallflower most of his teen years. They went from spending almost every day together to casually saying "hello"...
I guess I can carry a torch a hell of a lot longer than most other people would, but that's the sort of person I am. Let me explain. When I was just turning 13, like most males, I began to notice that the opposite sex was far more interesting than I'd previously imagined. The first thing I noticed was that they had breasts. I know that sounds sort of stupid...
Summertime in New England is short at best. We that make our lives here don't mind though. It is 3 months of warmth and greenery. Of swimming and bathing suits. It is skimpy clothing and sweaty nights. It is a time to be outside from sunrise to sunset. When you live here, you relish the brief summer time that is yours and then move on to enjoy the next seaso...
It is worrying how much people can find out about you on the internet. All the time I had been having my email relationship with "Uncle Andy" I had thought he was safely tucked away in Brighton doing his studies but now I know he had been working practically full time on Project Julie. He had found my address and he had dossiers on my family. He knew my phon...
Dear Nicole, Yes, I know; it's been an eternity since my last update; life just got me side-tracked in a million different ways. Thanks for keeping me up to speed on your sister's wedding. So you're an auntie now, huh? Three times over? Wow...how time flies! Sometimes I wish it could be different for Jason and me, but other times I'm glad we can't have chil...
This is the about the fourth time I've written this story. I've learned, from hating the results of the first three, that I write best in first person, and so this story will be written that way. It is a work of fiction. There are references to people in my first story but all of those names were changed, so it's safe to call this a work of fiction. I hope...
There were no real people harmed in the writing of this story and it is not a collection of my experiences in any way except in understanding the emotions involved. I am going to leave anonymous commenting open for now but will probably delete those comments that are not constructive and adding to any fruitful discussion. ***** Sometimes you just have to w...
*** The Present *** I am in ecstasy as her full lips plunge slowly down over the length of my hard cock, the sensations of her warm tongue tickling the shaft as she rhythmically increases and then decreases the intensity and speed of her suction. Her mouth is so dripping wet, I feel my sensitive balls soaked in her drool as she takes them in one palm and ti...
It was one of those early summer days that reaches deep down inside and stirs me. It was only the second summer I had experienced in Southern California after a lifetime in Pennsylvania. I could not believe how profoundly the almost constant 75 degree days, scented with jasmine and citrus, moved my loins. Most days I felt like I was living in Eden. I lay in...