I've known Jan, my wife, since we were in the 7th grade. You might say we sort of matured together. At the time she was a small girl, quiet, a bit shy and some might say bookish, a good student. Not one of the more popular girls that the boys were swarming around. She was short, brownish blond hair, slight build with an innocent girl next door look. Jan didn...
Author's note; This story serves as a prequel to the series known as Richie's Place and documents how one of the resident came to the house. Mary Delaney sat alone in the silent living room of her Ohio home. The last of the mourners had left and night was approaching. Though she had largely given them up, she watched the smoke drag upward from her cigaret...
We left bright and early Tuesday morning, which unknown by me was the same day the girls were going in for their doctor's appointments for the Pill. The ride downstate with my parents was fun, although long -- 5 hours in a non-air-conditioned car in late July. I had never really seen the middle and southern part of the state, although, there wasn't much to...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** On my last night in Paris, Sugar Magnolia makes good on her promise. We fuck until dawn, covering at least half the positions in the 'Kama Sutra.' It's awesome Friends-with-Benefits sex. Sleeping until Noon costs me half a day on the first leg of the bike route to Frankfurt. But...
Our first anniversary at a BDSM solstice celebration Scorpius1945 Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any li...
Jess Simpson walked out of the county jail into bright sunlight. He stopped and squinted his eyes against the suns glare. It was just past 11 p.m. and already sweltering hot. He watched the heat waves rise from the hot asphalt street in front of him. The grass was already dry and brown looking in the summer heat. Jess looked in the small parking lot beside...
I tried to conceal my excitement as my hot 22 year-old neighbor Kylee stepped out unto her porch, her soft blond-brown hair being pushed back by the warm summer wind. She was wearing a form-fitting camisole and brief shorts, which served to accentuate her long, tan legs and sweet ass. She wore no bra under the cami...and her nipples were pointing straight ou...
This is a confession. It's not mine, but that of a very close friend. She gave me permission to share it with people on Literotica. Of course, I changed names, dates, and character descriptions. ***** It was the summer of 1988. I was married but my husband was with his brothers in Massachusetts on a fishing boat, leaving me alone for a month. He knew I was...
Back when I was a Freshman at State College, I was what they used to jokingly call a "Suitcase College Student." I lived in the dorm during the week but I packed up my clothes in an old suitcase and made the trip back home almost every weekend. A lot of my friends used to laugh and call me "Suitcase Steve" but I didn't care. All they ever did was sit around...
"How would you like to spend the weekend in the country?" asked Ilsa. "Sylvia and Tom are going up to the summer house, and we're invited to go along." Sylvia was Ilsa's best friend and Tom was her fiancee. The summer house belonged to Tom's family. It was located right in the traditional heartland of Calandria---the idyllic ancestral rain forest. It was a...