I recognized him when he walked through the front door of the agency. It had been a long time, but he was still the same guy I had seen in court every few years when I was a kid. A little thinner, less hair and the need for glasses were new, but it was him. My office is enclosed in glass. I try to minimize anything that separates me from anyone else that w...
Hi Folks, thanks for taking the time to read and comment on my stories. This one was really fun to write. As usual don't take it too seriously, it's not meant to mirror reality. Also I still haven't come anywhere near Rehnquist's knack for dialogue so forgive me if I spice it up with humor or pop cultural references. Anyway, you need to be in the mood for th...
You can thank, as do I, the persistent Randi for this submission on supplementary Legend's day. If she gets nominated for Literotica sainthood, she has my vote. With this submission, I expect my readership to reach 2,000,000. That doesn't make me feel like a legend, just humble, and I thank you all for warming my heart. This tale was expertly edited by Cre...
I wrote this for my daughter, who loves stories about vampires, werewolves and all that ilk. She was trying to write a story on this genre, so I decided to 'dash off' a little tale for her. And yes, she did like it. I have edited it a bit before submitting it here -- spiced it up a bit, but it's basically the same story. Hope you enjoy reading it as much a...
I freely concede that this could have gone under Erotic Couplings, Romance or possibly even Loving Wives; feel free to make up your own mind. ONE There are a small number of sports videos that are a part of history and shared all over the world; one result of the sharing is that many people falsely claim to have "been watching" and seen the experience as i...
*** -- CHAPTER 3: Adoration -- *** *STILL SATURDAY NIGHT* "Ungh... ungh... ungh..." the pretty brunette whimpered over and again while my cock drilled in and out of her clenching pussy. Over the course of the past few weeks, I had been wondering what this would be like. The reality did not disappoint. I gripped her hips tighter as I pumped her slender b...
CHAPTER 1 The fine summer day was spotted with white cookie-shaped clouds when Hunter Macdonald began laying out lunch for his party of thirteen tourists from around the world. Two grandmotherly types hurried to assist because that's the compulsively kindly thing many grandmothers do. The boating travelers were five miles from base, on a sandy beach on Pung...
Jamie watched her from the far side of the vegetable aisle, risking the occasional glance from behind the safety of the beefsteak tomatoes. Long, skinny fingers – devoid of rings of any kind - handled ripe cantaloupes, squeezing them and testing them for ripeness. Her eyes were hidden behind oversized sunglasses, the kind one would only see on supermodels an...
Part 1 - Friday Night With Jenny The sound of talking, laughing, and music filled the room at Jenny's house. As happens during every party, there was soon a lull in the conversation, and Jenny called to him. When he was by her side, she told him, in front of the four other women in the room, "I want you to strip. Now." He looked at her questioningly, and s...
My name is Joe, at least for the purposes of this story. Events depicted did not actually happen and characters are entirely fictional. * I was living in California and working as an inventory clerk for a tuner car shop. I'd studied computers in college and developed a knack with them, and this being the technology-driven age that it is, the inventory sys...