My third Kristy story. Kristy and her friend Jenni Lee take a new pledge under their wings, and try to build her self-confidence as they prepare to initiate her into flashing. *** Kristy Spencer couldn't believe that she was actually a junior now. Her sophomore year had been successful in every way. She finished the term with a three-point-three grade poin...
This job sucks, I think to myself. I feel this way from 7-8 am every morning, though. Thankfully, my day always get better just before 8. That is when you arrive. Abby, you are my boss, my teasing tormenter, and, most importantly, my friend. Each morning, I suffer through the doldrums and monotony until your presence lights up my world. Knowing that you will...
Copyright © 2018 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. Author's Note: For those of you who don't like cheating wives, go read and comment on some other story. You have been warned. Ever...
Part VI -- Month 3: Sheila Hits her Stride -- Final Changes and Exploring being a Top and Bottom ************* 6th Part of a multi-part story of how a wife in just nine months comes out of her cocoon to be become a sexual dynamo. This section is the first where Sheila has pretty much finished most, but not all her physical changes, and now begins to ex...
The bright red sun started to settle down on the horizon as the soft, lounge music flowed out of the room onto the balcony. The sounds of the city of Boston echoed in the distance as the man standing on the balcony took a sip from his glass. He let his elbows rest against the railing, his sight focused on the distant skyline. He breathed slowly, closing his...
This is a work of pure fiction. Any similarities between persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All people are over 18. This story contains quite a few sex scenes, if this in not what like to read, consider this your fair warning. Do not reproduce this work without permission. As this is my first ever story, please expect spelling and grammatical er...
The skinny white dog was painted mid jump on the blue oval sign. Five bullet holes had pierced it. The rim of the holes had the metal bent backward. Rust, tiny red-brown pigments, had eaten in between the remaining paint. The sign was small and flimsy, just a little something that someone had screwed to the roof without a bench. It was a vestige of human ci...
"Do you see that?" "Yes, I do," my husband, Alan, said. "I wonder why she does that." "To draw attention to herself," he said. "Well, she's doing that for sure. She got your attention, buddy." "Maybe she likes it," he said. "How could you...wait, do see that? That guy's fondling her breast!" I said. "Seems she likes that a lot. How about you, honey? W...
She screamed out loud, as he grabbed her by the hair and pulled back. The scream was loud enough so the neighbors could hear, but he didn't care, nor did she. The scream wasn't one of shock and fright, but of shearing pleasure and ecstasy. She screamed out again, as he continued to pound into her from behind. The harder he pushed into her, the more she enjoy...
The events of this story occur between Civil War and Infinity War. This is Part 16 of the 'An Avenger's...' series. However it can also be enjoyed out of context. So Enjoy! ***** Crossing the bare landscape of an open field two Avengers trudged towards an invisible rendezvous; together but eternally out of step. Feeling the distance from her companion, ne...