He Loved The Lady With The Mona Lisa Smile She looked out her window, melancholy and reflecting on her life. The smell of gardenias and jasmine was a heady combination and it permeated on the morning air... the breeze so very gentle and stirring her to memories of days gone by. She was still a very beautiful woman well into her late seventies... with that c...
It was the night of Darnell's big party, and I was getting ready to play hard. Red cocktail dress, short with a long side slit, the kind of dress that my girlfriends called a "Fuck 'em" dress. I was wearing my black gloss stilettos, red lipstick and no wedding ring. I curled my long blond hair and restrained my rack with an underwire push-up, creating cleava...
More bulletins from the cutting edge of biology...if you're new to this story, you'd better read the first four chapters or you won't know who's who and what's going on...sorry, but I'm new to this serial stuff... Two weeks later, Sophie was a fully-fledged member of the research team. She turned out to have an extraordinary fund of arcane botanical knowle...
On my drive home from Kristine's house I resolved to break off our affair for the third time. Even though my cock stirred in my pants every time I thought back on the filthy things that came out of her mouth, I knew that my marriage was worth more to me than any piece of ass could have been, even if it was a piece as well-shaped as Kristine's. The next day...
NOTE: This story is speculation on the possible fate of George Boxlicker, AKA Boxlicker101. It is not a true story, and will probably never happen. Certainly I hope it doesn't, at least not for a long time. The scenario is that, as one of the contenders in the annual Literotica Survivors' Contest, he became a target of Hastings, an envious hack writer and ev...
As per request, here is part two. This is a work of fiction. All characters involved at least 18 years of age. No resemblance to real people or events is intended. ***** It was one year after my passionate night with Peggy that I ran into her again. It was by total chance that, as I got onto the train for London, I saw her sitting alone by the window. I...
Kim turned Tommy every which way but loose before they finally went to sleep, but that didn't stop the young man from getting up early the next morning. He really didn't have any choice. He had a morning class at the dojo and couldn't be late, not if he was going to make the dojo pay. He got out of bed, showered, dressed and went out to the kitchen. He'd jus...
My wife and I finally decided to take the vacation we desperately needed. April and I had been working long hours and had seen very little of each other in the previous month, so we decided to spend a weekend away. It was February, close to Valentine's Day. We had once spent a few days in Henniker, New Hampshire, years earlier when we first met. We decided...
Lacey was still staring at her freshly-minted chrome love cannon, blue bedsheets flung to the side in her private hospital bed (both in the bed being in a private room, and the hospital being private, as all hospitals are in the far-flung future of 2355 AD, Neo-Oxenhope), as a brown-skinned nurse came tottering into the room in high heels and an unconvention...
It had been a long day, much like many of the days in the three weeks' previous. Norah had left the office well after dark, hours past her usual departure time, head fairly swimming with numbers from the last round of audits. At least I hadn't been the only one left staying so long, she thought, remembering the early days where late nights hunched over paper...