We had about three day's notice to prepare for Nate to come stay with us, and James was not happy about it. 5 years ago, shortly after we'd first started dating, Nate got married and disappeared. OK maybe "disappeared" is dramatic, we knew where he was (Alaska), but he kept in touch irregularly and James was so mad about the whole thing he rarely brought it...
Forward -- and forewarned: One of the biggest complaints I get from readers is the criticism of too many orgasms by hands and mouth for the women in my stories, so I've gradually cut these down. However, like most writers, there are pieces of me in almost all of my stories, and the orgasms are one of those pieces. No one seems to criticize other writers fo...
Author's Note: This is NOT the kind of Part 2 that is designed to stand alone. You will be very lost without having read Part 1. I had an outline of things I wanted to describe in Part 2, as well as some general guidelines for how I want the next sections to unfold. However, in putting Part 2 together, it ended up somewhat shifting into two episodes. It's...
Fires burned in me more intensely than I thought possible... My heart pounded & I felt emotions so strong they were just shy of unbearable. Yet so wonderful... I've always loved sharing her with others, especially men, but few encounters have played out without a hitch. This night was as close to perfect as I think is possible... When a club gets so smoky t...
Authors note I hope all the other authors mentioned here understand and appreciate the extremely tongue in cheek nature of what I've written here. I love you guys and you are my inspiration, but I just couldn't resist this. All descriptions are purely fictional, since I've never met anyone from Literotica. It's just how I imagine people. Thank you immensel...
Hey folks, Mid terms kicked my ass. I spent so much time studying and getting the cars ready for spring that I barely had time to write. Thanks to all who thought enough to write and ask what the hell was taking so long between this one and the last. But really it's only been about three weeks. So let's get to the meat of this one. I have to apologize to all...
The following is a completely fictional account based on true events. Any resemblance between the characters in this story and the real-life people they depict is purely coincidental. May 25, 1972 Fritz Peterson stood on a hill of dirt, amid a field of green, surrounded by a wall of blue fringed along the top with a distinctive gleaming-white façade. He wo...
Chapter 1 You've got to take the good with the bad copyright @ calibeachgirl all rights reserved, 2011 ...although this is listed in 'loving wives', i really feel that it is a romantic story of the love one man has for the three different women in his life... ...that being said, there is no explicit sexual activity and more of a psychological journey of...
I hate bars. I always have. There's nothing for me there. I'm in introvert by nature. There are a lot of introverts who love bars. They go in introverted, but a few drinks later, they're as friendly and obnoxious as they come. Not me. I don't drink. I go in sober and uncomfortable. The longer I'm there, the louder and dumber everyone else gets. I just stay...
It was a frosty, uncomfortable weekend between Laura and me. She'd come home in the wee hours of the morning and spent most of Saturday with a hangover so bad the slightest noise caused her pain. After suffering Laura's short temper for a time, Alyssa and I bailed out and went to the park and we didn't come home until after dinnertime. That didn't suit Laura...