Tales From Sechs City -- welcome to Sechs City, a wealthy, middle-class costal area of Western America in the state of California. A gorgeous, quiet largely uneventful place, people move to the city to follow their dreams, to live their day-to-day lives. It's almost too perfect to be true... Time seemed to be working against Liz Seymour. Every time she glan...
I got out of bed the next morning feeling refreshed but with a little bit of soreness in my thigh muscles. Ted had spread me hard last night, farther than my leg muscles were used to. I walked down to the kitchen to put on some fresh coffee. I checked the couch as I passed by it, to see if any of the cum stains remained. They hadn't but the couch's material...
Prologue Part 1 of this story introduced Scott Walker and Ava Booker who met at lunch in a mall restaurant when Scott took the last seat at the bar next to Ava. He was a manager at a large pharmaceutical company in town and Ava was an assistant to a vice president at a large advertising agency. They both had come to the mall to do some Saturday shopping and...
I thought I was the luckiest guy in the world when I first met Katy. She was stunningly beautiful, intelligent and incredibly hot and sexy. We did everything together and for a long time I thought she was the one I may eventually marry. Then everything changed. I don't know why but overnight the whole serious relationship thing panicked me and I wanted out....
Thank you to all who have made this possible, especially BlackRandl1958. I appreciate the honor, and only hope I've done you proud. "I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight." -Percy Bysshe Shelley The Visitor Hate me if you will. Spit at me. Declare me your enemy. Call me a cunt. Dream up all the morbid, detailed fantasies y...
As I was showering in a bathroom down the hall from the room I'd just shared Gavin with Lena when she came in wearing a black robe that must have been his. I didn't need to look at her to know that her eyes were wild with her triumph over me. I'd only want to strangle her, so I kept my eyes on the tile in front of me as she began to speak. Dropping my clot...
I don't see the sense in lying. It's 3:49 a.m. as I sit in front of the glow of my computer monitor in my otherwise unlit apartment. I've had a few drinks — gin as I recall — and I've been thinking, the way I always do this time of night (or morning if you feel like being anal about time, and if you do, perhaps you should have joined me for a drink or seven)...
© 2014 K M Dylan All Rights Reserved Author's note: this is an entry in the "Literotica Annual Halloween Contest" for 2014. It chronicles the wedding of Katie Wolfer, a fashion supermodel, and there is some setting of the scene before the "good stuff!" Please vote 5 stars if you enjoy it! ______________________________________ Despite all the pyrotechnics...
This one's for all the gorgeous ladies... * St. Lucia, a jewel set in the crown that was the Caribbean, made promises to any landlubber who braved the sun and the surf to arrive on her shores. Such a landlubber was Alex Roberts. He had found his way there by accident, a guest of a newly acquired friend. As an ordinary guy trying to hail a cab in the city...
Copyright @ shuttlepilot All rights reserved, 2011 Davis Hill sat in the other chair across from the counselor and felt like staring at the picture of Yosemite on the wall. It was his fifth session with the man and he didn't feel any better nor did he see a real solution to his problem. "Mr. Hill, what your wife has done is, without a doubt, the most pai...