I'm frozen. Not cold, but immobile. I can hear the sounds of morning downstairs. Children clatter in the kitchen and a television shouts cartoons into an empty lounge room. Something akin to fear grips me and holds me pinned to the warm bed. I can't even speak to call out to Lisa who I can hear singing in the ensuite shower. My breath comes in ragged shallow...
The buzzing was annoying, but she supposed that was the point. The morning light had just begun to peak through the curtains and fill the room. Stephanie rolled over to the edge of their old fashioned four-post bed and swatted at the alarm clock to silence it, and then extended herself into a long, slow, satisfying morning stretch. She felt the sheets slide...
Watching your ex wife rub oil into her asshole, without permission, can generally lead to problems. Especially when you decide to record it, outside a window, in her own backyard. Luckily, it had been a whole 24 hours, and the police had yet to arrive. And luckily, Beth never realized I filmed her. My 12 year old son Tom texted me the next day after school....
Before you start reading this, I would like to extend my gratitude to the person who helped me with editing and making this story readable. So let's all give a big hand to AVixenLiterally here on Literotica. Oh, and she's also an amazing writer, so be sure to check out her stuff! * It took them the better part of three days just to get all the sand out of...
Author's note: My thanks to Carrie for asking me to write her sexual biography. We shared a lot of interesting emails and phone calls as she recalled all the men in her sex life. Our conversations became increasingly erotic as she became more comfortable recalling her adventures. This is her story. ***** Carrie closed her eyes and savored the sensation o...
I was in a good position in life. As an Adjunct Instructor at the university, I was able to teach, which I truly enjoyed, but fortunately I was not burdened with academic research. The four classes I taught gave me plenty of time to myself, including short breaks throughout the day when I could get my errands done or take a leisurely lunch break. While there...
Prologue Allan awoke with dawn's sunlight splashing across his face. Gretchen was not in the bed. He sat up and scanned the room but she wasn't there. He saw the ivory parchment envelop on her pillow. It was addressed to 'Allan' with a lipstick smooch beneath his name. Maybe she had gone to breakfast and wanted him to meet her there. He opened and read the...
This story I am about to tell you happened in the Philippines when my Korean wife, Kim and I were stationed there with the military. It's been over ten years now and I'd like to tell what happened that awoke our marriage and still causes me great excitement to remember till this day. Kim and I had met seven years prior to our assignment to the Philippines w...
Sigh...don't I wish that this were true! But, it isn't. This is a work of fiction. The characters, places, and events are the products of my imagination, and any resemblance to people living or dead is coincidental. Julia's skin was so sweet - perfectly smooth. A full-scholarship college tennis player, she had that tautness of muscle tone that went beyond t...
Writer's note: This is an experiment and happening in a separate universe from the Happy Accident series. Please comment with what you think. This work was done in collaboration with my dear friend KaiRay, who gave the character Mathias his spark of life. ***** "Captain?" Matilda pokes her head into his office, noticing the pale blonde hair that stuck up...