The Girls All Get Prettier (At Closing Time) Authors note: This story is very loosely based on Mickey Gilley's great song: "The girls all get prettier at closing time ... They all begin to look like movie stars When the change starts taking place It puts a glow on every face Of the falling angels of the back street bars" Thanks to Techsan and Lady Cibelle...
Sally Macmillan was a study in sharp contrasts. Her mother was of Native American descent, and those features were prominent in Sally. Her father was predominantly of Irish and German heritage. She always wore baggy, drab clothing to conceal her body. She never wore makeup, and wore her long, flowing black hair pulled back and up in a severe bun. Beneath tho...
This is a lengthy story covering many different subjects. Be warned that some fetish concepts are explored. ***** When Mr. Caruso next door unexpectedly passed away, I attended the funeral along with my parents. I think that the entire neighborhood turned out. The Carusos were popular, friendly people and his sudden passing shook everyone. It happened in...
I would like to thank SouthPacific for his editing work on this story, his offer to edit this story was very much appreciated. Any errors in this story are mine and mine alone. ***** I had been up since just before dawn and, considering it was still dark, I hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary. To be honest, mind you, I wasn't looking. I had heard T...
DISCLAIMER: The stories in the "Celebrity" section of Literotica are all fictional parodies - none are true, nor are they approved of by the celebrities named in the stories. Authors write these fictitious stories about famous people for the same reason that Larry Flynt made fun of Jerry Falwell, because they can. The Supreme Court of the United States, the...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
I had no great expectations for my senior year of high school. It was the late 1960's and I was voluntarily missing out on the "Love Generation". I had a close call with the girl I lost my virginity to, she thought she might be pregnant, and I had avoided all girls I might have had a chance with since that memorable night. Not that I wasn't still attracted t...
Authors Note: Thank you to everyone left comments or sent me feedback about previous chapters of this story. Thank you again to Margaret who proofread for me. ~ellie ***** Peri 30 At eleven thirty Carlo and CJ looked up from the monitor of the screen they both searched and went into action. Leaving Carlo at the computer to continue to scan the conversatio...
So here I am on a Sunday trying to do what I normally do which is cross stitch and watch television. If I sound as if I was bored, it's because I was. I'm usually quite content to spend my Sunday quietly relaxing because Mondays are usually horrible. I managed to get a little of my quilt done and then gave up and called Annie to see what she was up to. I wa...
"Think about it, will ya Sam? You can't tell me the thought never crossed your mind." That was Julie, my wife of six years, trying to convince me that we should entertain the thought of swapping with another couple. I wasn't so keen on the idea; sure, there were times I thought it might be fun to get a strange piece of ass. Between the year of courtship and...