This follow-up happened because a guy, (I think: it's a neutral kind of name), called sgnatz, who is a litcrit I've learned to take notice of, gave me a push. I was sure I'd finished with Doug and his talent, but a message came thumping into my inbox... 'Take him five years down the line', it suggested, 'and see how everything's developed.' Sgnatz doesn't sa...
I first published this story a few years ago. Since then my writing skills have improved a little. While I cannot change what actually happened to me, I have added some more details and corrected some grammatical mistakes. --------- I felt like going out as Sarah and being a naughty girl. So I advertised on Craigslist for a naughty play mate. I had a prom...
Even though my son Brandon was nineteen and in his second year of college, he still liked to alternate the years he spent holidays with me and his dad. This year was my year for Thanksgiving, and since my parents were in Sarasota for the winter, Brandon and I were left to fend for ourselves. Or so I thought. "Hey, Mom," Brandon said to me when he came in f...
My name is Sue and I've been married to my husband, Tom, for 10 years, I always thought we had a good marriage. But don't all women? We tend not to look at what we don't want to see. Bury our head in the sand. Don't face facts. Even when the ugly reality is staring straight at us. Our problems started with little things. One night out of the clear blue, he...
A couple of winters ago my girlfriend and I got into making cute little bets, usually of a sexual nature but sometimes they were for pride or for control of each other. This was one of those times that she displayed her love of controlling a man. Susie, my girlfriend in my mid-twenties, was my May December romance. We'd met through a working relationship w...
(Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun, I swe...
It was November twenty second, 1962 at the Talbot's home in a small norther eastern town in Texas. Margery Talbot set a traditional Thanksgiving table, a snow white table cloths, the good china and silver flat wear to eat turkey with giblet gravy, Glazed ham, mashed potatoes, carrots, Brussels sprouts, German potato salad, green beans with bacon, dinner roll...
After an epic Thanksgiving weekend, I am sitting at my computer typing this recap of our weekend. I am wearing a short skirt and white lace panties. Brandi is sitting nearby, reading over my shoulder from time to time, and correcting my recollection of events. * On Thanksgiving morning, we always run a 5K. Brandi looked exquisite in her yoga pants and athl...
This is an entry in the 2008 Literotica Winter Holiday Contest. If found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story has been posted without my permission. Copyright © Les Lumens ♠~~ΘΘ~~φ~~ΘΘ~~♠ Rachel checked her coupons and let out a sigh. At least turkey is still cheap. I'll be eating...
"You're gonna love my ma and pa, I just know it." Billy just loved the way Hattie Mae talked. Especially with her mouth full and her tongue swirling around his swollen manhood as she rhythmically squeezed his balls. It was a truly fine way to talk, with the vibrations of her vocal cords caressing the sensitive folds of his foreskin. Her accent was cute as w...