Brad felt his heart pound as he stared at the photo. After seeing so many faces and bodies of so many women, it was an incredible feeling to actually find the 'perfect' one. "That's her! That's the one," he exclaimed. Sitting next to him, Jim smiled. "I can't believe it. Eileen is my favorite. But the guys all seem to pass on her because she's not busty en...
Eileen drove quietly. Occasionally, she would flick a glance at her companion. She could see that he was still tense and worried about this gathering. Suddenly, she pulled over and stopped the car. Silence looked at her in surprise. "Perhaps we should not go to this Gathering, Silence," she said. He knew his tenseness was the cause of her comment. He took...
1 When my best friend Eileen told me about her financial problems that day at the Senior Center I barely gave it a second thought before offering her a room. After all Don, my late husband, had left me very comfortably fixed; I was the solitary dried up old bean rattling around in that three thousand square foot house so why not make it two old beans? "Oh...
In the previous stories about Mark and Eileen we learned how they both had a rubber boot fetish but were reticent to admit and would often accuse the other of having such. This story occurs some 30 years prior when they first met while doing graduate study at the University of Cork in Ireland. Please note that all of the characters at all time were over the...
[Author's Note: It's been a long time since I posted Ch. 1 of this story. Sometimes things happen: a child gets sick; a house catches on fire; a spouse loses a job; an elderly relative gets pneumonia. That's life.] I was thinking with my cunt. That's what kept running through my mind. "I guess I was thinking with my, my cunt," I said to Alex. Alexandra Pe...
Here's a story i've been working on, with multiple parts. Any input would be greatly appreciated. Should I finish this story? (Sex stuff after asterisks) ***** My whole life I had always been confident, for the most part. I was fit, smart, charming, I had a pretty big cock, and a girlfriend with a nice fat white ass to slam it against. My life was perfect....
I've been fortunate to receive very few critical comments, up until now they've all been constructive. To the guy who just told me my work was amateurish, I think you missed the part in the Literotica description stating it's a web-site for amateur story tellers. If you want professional go to Barnes and Noble. * Activity at the new store was drawing Lindy...
"OK, what the hell is that?" Eileen asked laughing. "That is our Play Chair," the saleswoman said with a smile, coming up behind them. "It tends to get a reaction from everyone that comes in here." 'Here' was an upscale 'erotic boutique' in Boston. Eileen and Tom were in town for a get-away weekend and decided a visit would provide a nice bit of spice to t...
Passion In James County X Badge of Dishonor By D.C. Roi Chapter twenty-nine Eileen Frenett and her friend Maude, unable to reach home in one night of driving, had checked into a motel. Eileen, exhausted, had taken a bath and was lying on one of the two beds in the room, waiting for her friend to finish her shower. She was still feeling frightened and un...
The spellings of certain places and things here are a little foreign to me so I ask your indulgence should you see an error. ***** I was sent to Vietnam in December 1968. I was 19, young, very dumb and full of cum. I was a PFC (private first class) in the army signal corps. I had gone through the army's infantry school at Fort Polk Louisiana but got lucky...