A more thorough background to this story than is contained in the first paragraph can be found in the story entitled, "The MILF," by this same author, published on Literotica. Ever since Carol had teased her son Tommy and his two friends, Andy and Greg, by having them catch her working in the back yard in a bikini, and then playing badminton with them still...
Warm Country Lovin' Monroe County, Illinois. 1972-73 [Lightly edited to avoid a misleading and irrelevant categorical error.] Becca and I could never get into calling it "swinging." The word had faintly ridiculous connotations of dippy newsmagazine readers rooting around in a disagreeably sweaty world of amateur pimping and whoring, their bunny medallions...
Lori has been a friend of mine for three or four years. I knew her through a business relationship. She had been a salesperson for a company I bought quite a lot of product from. It had been a purely professional relationship for most of that time but one day, while I was going through my divorce, I had to go over to her office for a meeting with Lori's boss...
Swallowtail is a novel that traces the narrator's gradual acceptance of submission. Previously: The narrator has given Dex blanket consent and is prepared to explore what submission to her might mean. As the narrator becomes more comfortable with submission, his dom continues to test his limits. *** There are days, perhaps weeks at a time, when Dex and I...
The Beginning Maybe you know the old tale that if a frog is placed in boiling water, it will jump out. But if the frog is put in cold water that is slowly heated, it will not see the danger and will be cooked. Though I knew that tale, I didn't recognize that it applied to me too. I now see this anecdote as a metaphor for my inability or unwillingness to r...
I was in a trance through the rest of the night and into the next day. Every scintilla of my attention was focused on one thing, Jolene. I had an older friend buy the bottle of Southern Comfort and a twelve pack of beer for us. He took another twelve pack for his trouble. Around noon, my parents said goodbye. I filled the refrigerator with beer and made s...
This tale starts a bit slow but stick with it, it get's much better. Thank you MV. Dimitri stood looking out the bay windows of his home, for as far as the eye could see there were no other nearby homes and his only link to the outside world was his computer. The view from here also was his own little piece of heaven, he lived on the edge of a beach and the...
Author's note: You'll need to read Chapters 6-10 for this to really make sense. ***** We pulled into the terminal at 3:32 a.m. Saturday morning. I got one last look at those fuck-me eyes and expression of the Jennifer Love Hewitt doppleganger stewardess Stacy as I deplaned. Arriving home was almost a carbon copy of when we arrived for the conference in T...
Author's Note: Please mind the change in category for this chapter. If anal isn't your thing, please skip this one. ***** "And in another move that's leaving many pundits scratching their heads, Senator Victoria Blumanthall of Maryland put out another statement this morning about her ongoing efforts to support the president. Blumanthall, considered by some...
The woman woke up and looked at the dawning of the sun’s rays seeping through the windows. Tired, she yawned and stretched. Her day was just beginning, but she knows that her cowboy’s day has been going on for awhile already; he has been up for almost 3 hours, waking up at 4 am. Turning over onto her side, she reached out, her hand stroking the indentation o...