Everyone engaging in sexual activity is at least eighteen years old. •••••••••••••••••• Prologue Jeri Jensen was an avid Literotica reader. The attractive thirty-year-old blonde had discovered the website the previous January when she was laid up with a broken leg and couldn't work. Once she found Literotica, however, Jeri all but stopped watching por...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the persons, places, events, etc depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. Featuring: Tay...
*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Chapter 1 Mary looked in the mirror again and nearly balked. Even with the white tights, the short red skirt was obscene. The low cut bodice, combined with her push-up bra made the green blouse also quite risqué. She didn't need the money; Uncle George had left...
Maxwell I: Pretty Thoughts Oh, this book is rubbish. I reached up to pull the black band from my hair and ran my fingers through the roots, mentally reminding myself for the thousandth time it was probably time for a haircut. As for the novel, I decided to give it a few more pages before heading back inside to my mess of a flat. The construction company...
Forward: This piece was inspired by a story I stumbled into while using the "Loving Wives Spinner" feature to find a story to entertain myself one day. If I could remember the name of the story, I would give it a mention and due credit. But, alas, I cannot recall it. This story has two parts, borrowing words from a familiar song, part 1 contains "Fol...
CHAPTER 1 The sun reflected out the breeze-rippled waters of Lake Plume near the center of New Zealand's North Island as Chester Wigg looked out of the offices of Chester Wigg Law. He watched the big breasts of a middle-aged tourist, probably American, spill out of her inadequate bikini top. He sternly quoted aloud to himself, "Council bylaw 31 - 4: 3a. Ma...
"Oh, you have a home game, I thought it was away..." She seemed disappointed. "You don't have to come, you don't get that many nights off. I can pick you up after, or just call..." "No, I'll come. I don't like watching basketball. I like watching you." "What you like about me playing basketball and no one else?" "You're like a little military man down th...
Hi readers, I just want to say (warn you) that this story does not happen fast like some. I personally hate to look at stories that go across 4 or 5 pages, but I also agree with many that a good story must be 'developed', and it is for this reason that I am going to take my time with this one. So there you have it! You have been warned that this story is lon...
Author's note: This is my first completed novel. While the plot isn't too complex, the goings on in the story are tricky, and with the help and dedication of a friend who reviewed the whole thing, I tweaked the crucial parts of the story to be better. I wrote this story to explore the main themes that are included in it. I won't spoil anything by going int...
Chapter Eleven It was still very early in the morning when Isabella steered her freshly washed Rover away from the full-service car wash. There weren't very many people making use of the place so they spent extra care on her vehicle—and it needed it. Then again, there weren't many people up and about this early Monday morning, either, and the workers were p...