Passion in James County XII The Widow By D.C. Roi Chapter one Fran Martin and her friend, Joanne Williams, stood on the porch of Fran's mountain cabin in rural James County, looking at the sunset. Actually, they'd forgotten the sunset. They were watching Greg and Abby Atkinson, Fran's neighbors, embrace and kiss passionately on the dock that jutted out...
Although I enjoyed writing the previous three stories for Literotica, I confess I don't have the imagination it takes to "invent" these kinds of stories. I do admit to having taken a little literary license to enhance the stories somewhat, but they are, in essence, all true. After what seemed like a rash of sexual adventure in my life, after our Las Vegas tr...
Funny thing technology, it can work for you or against you. The internet for example - marvellous opportunities for communication and research, but it also enables people to trace you - some that you may quite possibly prefer couldn't! Outraged husbands you have cuckolded, ex-wives seeking all those withheld alimony payments. The group of retirees you fleece...
Chapter 1 Amelia Hart sat swirling her coffee by hand rotation, fuming and wondering what sentence she would receive from a Court should she kick her husband savagely in nuts, only to have the Arsehole complain to the police about her alleged inhuman behaviour... Burton yawned, watching his wife and thinking she was preparing to bitch about something. The...
Passion in James County XV: Ben and Nancy Ben encountered school psychologist Marya Thompson in the hallway the next morning when he walked into school. "Have you got a couple of minutes, Marya?" he asked her. "Sure," the psychologist said. "Is this something about one of your students?" "Yes, Trish Wilkins," Ben said. "Why don't you come down to my off...
I'm that part of humanity that Freud glossed over. I wasn't like the other boys. Yes, we played ball. We scoffed at girls. We taped little mirrors to our shoes and tried to look up their skirts. We drew pictures of what we thought that space between their legs really looked like. We competed to see who could pee the farthest. When there were girls around, w...
I've read many different things about tantric sex. My husband and I keep with the basic principle, but we just sort of live in the minute and keep it going and going until we have gotten really good at it. The basic principle is delaying the orgasm. For the man, he can satisfy his partner at great length, making her cum many times while still having penile...
It would appear that writing in the "second" person is not generally appreciated, I knew it wasn't the best way to tell a story, but tried it to be different. However, one nauseous critic, (He also skulks behind the anonymous tag,) said that no professional ever writes that way, Well if he thinks the authors who submit stories on Literotica are "professional...
"Marta?" She heard her name. "Marta? Where's my beautiful girl gone to?" Marta smiled as she felt the delicious, cool air hitting on to the intense heat of her well spanked bottom. She had never felt anything like it in her life. His whole hand still stroking her bottom, downwards strokes over and over, followed by his nails drawing upwards, extracting fres...
Bobby didn't have school because of the teacher's convention and was on his way to a small local motel that had recently been purchased by a couple new to Jamestown. The woman who'd purchased the motel called Bobby and told him she heard he might be interested in mowing their lawn and cleaning their pool. She asked if he might want to work for them. She exp...