"Miss, are you alright?" came a deep, kind of raspy masculine voice, and I startled awake, and found myself in a decidedly unusual setting. I was lying on the pavement, and a tall, beefy older man in military fatigues stood over me, gun in hand. I blinked, and looked at him, a pale-skinned, ruddy-faced man with two days stubble. I was surprised to see appare...
".....And I'd really like this opportunity to work for Amicorp." the young dark skinned woman said as she finished her presentation. Henry Morrison sat back in his chair, taking the time to reexamine the application on the desk in front of him. Patricia Brown, age 18. Senior class honors, various other school awards. Every year, Amicorp had open admissions...
The four of them had been inseparable, ever since grade school. Rob, Tom, Chris, and Bret had been so close growing up as kids in the suburbs of a large Midwest City, that everyone had dubbed them the Four Musketeers. Even in high school and throughout the years at the nearby college, the four stayed together. And even when Rob, Tom and Chris got married, th...
Chapter 4 - Becky's Submission Over the following weeks, I couldn't get Becky out of my mind. I had never had such an intense sexual experience so soon after meeting someone. She and her girlfriend, Michelle, were so full of contradictions. Becky had been poorly brought up, poorly educated, had a poor life-style and no prospects; and yet had demonstrated a...
I was really looking forward to making my first documentary film, being that I had barely finished college. This would also mark the first time that I would ever go to South America to study the tribes. I left along with two others, a 56 year old male film maker, and a 34 year old female professor. We really didn't know where this tribe was settled and we w...
Lying side by side on the beach at noon, our skins shining with sun cream, Barbara's finger slowly circling the palm of my hand. Our hotel room about half a mile away, I'd better not think of what I would be doing if I could take her there at once. Lying on my back I am sure that my arousal is getting evident to everyone. In the dazzling Mediterranean summ...
"So how's things?" John asked as he sat my bottle of MGD on the bar in front of me. "Same old same old. You know how it is John," was my less than enthusiastic reply. I took the first drink of my beer. It was so good to have a cold beer after the recent heat wave that had strangled the area. John nodded his head in agreement, glanced down the bar to check...
(See Ozark Morning) Prior to moving to the Ozarks, I guess, long ago, I had thought of Ozark girls as being dressed in Daisy Dukes, barefoot and pregnant. Not that a girl could wear Daisy Dukes while pregnant. Actually, I thought more in terms of the outfit worn by Lil Dudette, the sex symbol of the Phoenix Rodeo. Of course, Lil Dudette wore cowboy (cowgirl...
Note to my readers: This incident occurred a couple years before Heidi and I had our first encounter; see "Breakfast By My Pool." * One evening I went to my neighbor's house to pick up some brochures that he had printed for me. He wasn't home. His wife, Cory, was all dressed up to go out. She was wearing high heels and hose and a nice short dress. I howev...
Thanks are due to '3113', who, despite a heavy workload, offered thoughtful, intelligent advice and comments. Bless you, thirteen, whoever you really are. * Literotica specializes in erotic stories. OK, we all know that. So obviously, sexual union and communication is high on the theme list, and one of the things people often do when they communicate sexua...