This is the final installment of the "My Journey" series. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 thru 9 first. Thank you to all who read my first nine submissions and provided feedback. This is a work of erotic fiction. All characters in this story are over the age of 18 years. Since it's been awhile, here's a...
Part 5 The Wedding Dance Trish and I got James and Cathy's luggage out of her sister's car and put it into our Ford Explorer before we sat down for the usual Malley Sunday dinner. It amazed them to learn that we were God's parents to two small babies that shared our name. Dan and Carla briefly explained how we met. I noticed that James accepted it without q...
This is a continuation of "Now That's A Holiday". If you haven't read that one yet, you may want to. Enjoy... * "I never get tired of watching you please Anna," smiled Brad as Trish climbed onto the bed next to him. "It's just so fucking hot." "I'm glad you enjoy it, Loverboy, 'cause next to this thing," Trish lovingly placed her hand around Brad's cock,...
Chapter 11 – A servant’s pleasure The following morning was Sunday. As soon as both women were awake, Trish asked her Mistress for permission to relieve herself. Eve picked up her whip and had the servant follow her to the street. Fortunately the policewoman had no need to use it: Trish peed on cue and wiped herself off. It helped that no neighbors were out...
Part 2: The Two-Step We had been at it for six weeks and were making good progress. I had arranged my works schedule around Trish's. We were doing clean up on Sunday when I got a phone call from one of the au pairs employed in our city. She believed that the child she was responsible for or she was being stalked when she was out in the park. She told me w...
Harold looked at the syringe in his hotel room. The next client would be showing up shortly. He reminded himself why he took this job. It was not often men volunteered to be escorts, but this particular escort service demanded certain...things he was not sure he was comfortable with. I have loans to pay, he thought. Plus, I don't really wanna go into const...
Literotica writer believes that there is a ghost in her computer and that he is spying on her through her computer monitor. "Can I see you? I mean, watch you masturbate, too?" "I don't see how Jessica, I'm a computer chip." "Oh." "So, you don't have a penis?" "No, just a brain." "That's too bad." "Yeah, tell me about it." "So, you have no arms or leg...
This story is a continuation of the "The Girl Across the Street" story. I urge you to read the first and second chapters before reading this. This chapter will make more sense if you do. This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of th...
Peter awoke with a terrible need to use the bathroom. There was absolutely no schedule in his life of late. I didn't help that he was unable to sleep through the night for some reason. It might have to do with two women in the bed with him moaning all night. He had at least slept well the night before. He went to bed early and even Trish fell instantly asle...
Author's note: To be different I decided to bounce back and forward in time with this story. ***** Candice Michelle smiled widely as she saw the name on her phone. It was ironic because she had been just going through her contact list and found herself lingering on the very name that was now flashing, although that was only partly why Candice was now smil...