Chapter 11: Paige's Dilemma We became so intrigued by the letter Mackey had written for Corporal Ramsey that we forgot to get ready to go to dinner. Paige watched me fold the letter Mackey had written to an imaginary girl and put it in my pocket. She didn't say anything, but we both knew that I would share the letter with our friends if the occasion arose....
© 2011 All rights reserved Author's note: Here's my story for the Winter Holidays contest. I hope you enjoy it, and votes and feedback are welcome and appreciated. Thanks to LettersfromTatyana, MugsyB and Annanova and my husband for encouragement and beta reading. ================================== Joe Naylor stared at the department store display. "I can...
I love the holidays! I can't say that enough. Every major holiday my wife Sue's sister Karen comes for a visit from Florida. Thanksgiving was no exception. I picked Karen up from the airport on Wednesday and she was all excited to tell me something. "How was the flight?" I asked. "Great! You'll never believe who was on my flight." "Who?" "Dave Welch."...
Well, a little about me first. I'm curious as hell, but my sexual experiences have been extremely limited. Since I was 13 or so I've struggled with weight. I haven't weighed below 220 since I was about 10 or so. But with my new job, a lot of physical activity is required. I am now down to 185 to 190. It's still not great, and I still struggle, but it gets me...
Author's Note: All sexual participants are over 18 years old. This is a work of fiction that I've written for fun. This work is intended for people 18 years of age and older. If you are reading this and are under 18, please go to another website or story. Chapter 1 is a story about a retired gentleman finding fun again after his wife tragically passed away...
Tuesday, Nov 21, 2028 I was still on a drug-like, sexual high all day Tuesday from watching Addie's 'modeling' Monday. She had told me that after showering, she'd posed in several more positions, naked of course. They'd made love in the shower, then once more right before Nick left at two-thirty, shortly before I got home with the kids. By my count, that wa...
This story has a very slow build ... It isn't a stroke story, so give it time ... It's for the passionate reader of erotica ☺ I woke up earlier than usual this morning so that I could drive my roommates, Shaun and Anabelle, to the airport. I was too tired to be conscious of the jealous pang I felt toward those lucky two, and their being able to travel ho...
Nov. early 1980's Tom called on the telephone last night. He is coming for a week at Thanksgiving. I couldn't tell him no, because I have missed the special chemistry between us and I get juicy just thinking about the time we spent together during the summer. This visit will take some special planning on my part and if I don't do it right, my entire life a...
Hello. My name is Timothy. I am a sexual addict. I am engaging in my fourth step in recovery: A searching and fearless moral inventory of myself. Over the next three years, I found a place of my own. I had a new rule in my life. No more scumbag roommates. I still had a shit retail job but it paid enough to live in my simple apartment. I frequented local st...
******** For Literotica readers: There is no sex in this chapter and there will be very little sex in the entire story. There will not be any graphic sex. The following story is fiction. Any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental and unintended. ******** My daughter, Lauren, was home for Thanksgiving break from her first year of college. She a...