Halloween on campus was predictable: naughty nurse and schoolgirl outfits, kegs of domestic beer, and hundreds of red plastic cups that would line the sidewalks for the coeds taking the Walk of Shame on November 1st. Leon was at the frat party sipping a Jack on the rocks. He was dressed as Michael Myers from Halloween, complete with a one-piece mechanic's...
Copyright 2017 by RWSTEWARD All rights reserved. Reposting without written permission prohibited. From my point of view any door that's open was an invitation for people to look inside. That's exactly what I did. There were several pianos that appeared well worn, and I carefully sat down in front of one. My fingers moved along the ivory keys, and before I k...
(c) Daniel Quentin Steele - 2010 AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the third story I've done for Literotica. I hope it's a little different from the first two and once again I hope readers like it. I've been very pleased, and surprised I must admit, that readers have responded as strongly as they have to my first two efforts. I would again like to thank editor LadyP...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Or is it? All characters herein are imaginary. Or are they? All events described here are fictitious. Oh, really? All locales described here are real and actual. But this story is not to be taken seriously. Or is it? All sexual activity depicted here involves more-or-less human persons at least 18 years old, and a manuf...
************************ Brentwood's private quarters were both sumptuous and stately, yet fittingly masculine - elaborate beyond anything Violet was accustomed to. Tonight was the first time that Brentwood had taken Violet here; doubly so. A small antique clock with a lighted face cast a pale blue glow across the otherwise darkened bedroom. Violet had note...
From the distance, Amy Lynn Steele's smile looked genuine as she stood on the dock in front of the chartered yacht, the Magpie, and greeted the new guests in turn. Beside her stood the rest of her crew, smiling brightly as well, and shaking hands with the people that would be their shipmates for the next few weeks. Fortunately the guests spent the majority...
I heard a knock on my office window. By late fall night comes early and outside it was pitch black. I could hear young voices laughing and, putting my hands up next to the glass to reduce the glare, I could recognize teenagers in their cross-country outfits. It was my son, James, and some other runners from his High School. "Dad, can you let us in, we want...
Liam wasn't a stalker. It wasn't like he crouched behind bushes and followed people with binoculars. He didn't dig through garbage cans, or creep up on people without their knowledge. He was an observer. He watched. He was aware. And most of all he was aware of Madeline. For example, he was aware that Madeline was also majoring in economics even though they...
Angela really outdid herself this Thanksgiving. The day before the holiday, the party commenced. It was a beautiful, elegant affair and the whole family attended from all over the state. Roxanne was pleased by her mother's effort; the venue was beautifully decorated and the food was divine. It was a perfect evening. Roxanne arrived in awe with Jarrett on her...
Week Six:R & R Trin did not like being bedridden. She detested being waited upon, and she sure as hell hated the compression stockings affixed to her thighs. Since she got home from the hospital she would doze all day with Violet, and then allow herself to be dressed. Together they walked outside for a set number of blocks, then returned home. Violet had i...