by Phillip Johnson Chapter One Hundred Thirty Nine Wendy and Anita had talked about the line up of prospective buyers, and what Mitch thought would be the best way to handle them, and Wendy called Rae and shared that information with her. Beth and Ovid Colliers were the first couple late Saturday morning, and Anita was dressed in more conservative short...
Saban It was a bad night. As I lay there in Marian's room, tightly bound and gagged, visions of what must be going on in Anita's room paraded through my head. Maybe, at this very moment, that bastard was licking her pussy, and then kissing her with slightly damp lips. Perhaps she was riding on top of him, impaled on his cock. Maybe they were- I tried to dr...
Hey you guys! Just a quick update. Been mad busy lately (you've been warned) so future chapters might be a while in coming. I'd like to thank you all for the encouraging emails on By the Bay, Colorblind and Alex – yes, I'm still working on those last two! But as you can probably tell, I barely have time to breathe right now. On a brighter note, stick with m...
As a young Assistant Program Director for the Botanical Gardens in our city, I arranged to have a choral group from a Lutheran college sing on Christmas Eve. It was at that event when I first met my wife-to-be. Her beauty struck me. She was lead singer for the choir and had a lovely voice. We talked after the performance and she agreed to meet me for breakfa...
“Hello!” Anita answered the phone call. It turned out to be Rohit, a friend of her husband Amit. In fact he was the closest friend of the couple and Anita still had memories of a passionate night when there had been a mix up and Rohit had ended up making love to her. Amit knew about this incident and they had often discussed the possibilities of having a thr...
I've always been a dreamer. More in the sense of having my head so far in the clouds that I couldn't attend to the practical aspects of everyday life than that of having an abundance of the phantasmagoria accompanying sleep. I teach American and English literature so in the former sense of the word my life hasn't been impacted too severely. And, with regard...
Saban Time passed. In a room far from the sun, it was difficult to tell how much. It felt like months, but I wasn't very hungry yet, so it couldn't have been more than three or four days. I slept when I could, taking refuge in unconsciousness. There was a limit to how much my body would let me sleep, however, so I was awake right now. I sat and stared int...
Dear readers This is my fifth submission with literotica.com . Hope you all will like my creation. Well to start I am 27 year old. I am 6'00" tall with brown eye's and I stay in Surat in india .Well here goes the story enjoy yourself with or without cloth's. Ohhhh okay this is work of fiction no resemblance. This story is written in view of Anita. ---------...
Rob ran past the fountain in the courtyard and pressed himself into the building's entrance to get out of the rain. He found her name immediately, an apartment on the second floor. He pressed the button and waited, hoping. Just before he was about to press again he heard her voice. He recognized it at once, even through the tinny intercom. "Oui?" she said. "...
God, what is it with men? I mean, a guy might have everything a reasonable person could ever want in a lover, and still his eye roams, he's never satisfied with what he's got! My boyfriend Gary, for instance. We have a great time together. I bend over backwards (sometimes literally!) to keep him happy – I do nice things for him, remember his birthday with th...