I don't really know what happened, to be honest with you. I was a perfectly normal thirty-year-old woman who had been married for eight years. No children, but that could happen someday. I had a career as a paralegal in a good sized law firm in a good sized Midwestern city. I was considering going back to school for my law degree. Life was good. Well, actua...
To: TonyZee From: A.M. Subject: Literotica Feedback Dear TonyZee, I'm sure you thought there was only a slight chance that you would hear from me again someday. "Slight" is sometimes enough. I have to believe, however, that you never expected to hear from me via this venue, an erotic story Web site, nor that I would somehow stumble across this little tri...
In the late summer of 1848, a hundred and twenty years before I was even born, a briny old fisherman named Owen Addams did me a remarkable favor. While fishing the tidal pools of what was then known as Pleasant Harbor Township, old Owen reached deep into the mucky banks off Harbor Cove and pulled out something the local Native Americans had known about for c...
I would like to thank 'Techsan' for editing this story for me. Authors note: This is the same family from 'A Marriage in Turmoil' only it's about their sons approximately six years later. It is a complete stand alone story. * This story is about 'How do we treat family.' Well, eventually it will be about that. I'm Jacob, twenty-four years old. David is my...
If there was a kind of weather that made her madder than anything else, it was the damned rain. It had started light, falling from somewhere high above the skyscrapers of New York, where she couldn't see the moon most nights, so there'd been no way for Raven to see the clouds rolling in, and now she was running down the street looking for the nearest open do...
It was late August last year in Dallas, Texas. My family and I were finally moving to a bigger house. My husband Frank had made partner at his law firm and was being relocated to Houston. We had spent the last few days getting things loaded up and putting the finishing touches on the packing. The moving company had packed up all of the large items and they w...
Three weeks before Christmas and the regional managers had all arrived in Melbourne for our final meeting of the year with the National Manager. Alesha, who had been the National Manager's secretary for over three years, had organised the travel bookings for all. Alesha and I had built quite a platonic friendship, harmlessly flirting with each other whilst...
Melissa, a stunning blond of thirty years of age, divorced with two small children, she works in a truck stop, her hour glass figure compliments the pink and white waitresses' uniform with her even tan, her hair pulled up into a pony tail the men watch her every step in her white sneakers as she hustles to serve these hungry truckers their food. Her crystal...
Prim and proper, that's the best description of the woman I married. Pretty, dark hair and eyes, and tiny, just the way I like them. Perfect for me. We met on a blind date of all things, Bobby Smith, my buddy from high school had the hots for a gal named Becky. Becky's mom took one look at Bobby and knew how his mind worked so no way in hell was Becky going...
The Feeling, an introduction, part one Remembering the feeling is hard for me, remembering the feeling and wanting it again, immediately, now, wanting it to never end. It is the feeling of my hands on your calves as I kneel behind you, you leaning over your desk, waiting for me to touch you. People are around us, but they can’t see us. They can hear us,...