*** This story is based on events that I wish were true. *** "But you need to solve for X by eliminating all the other unknowns," Greg tried to explain calmly. Rebecca was quickly losing her calm. "But I don't KNOW what the other UNKNOWNS are. That's why they are UNKNOWN." "But you can express them in terms of X, so that it is the only unknown in the eq...
Come Friday afternoon Kate arrives exactly on time again. Only this time she's not as dressed up. I didn't think she would be. She gets off work at 3:00, and that's assuming she gets out exactly on time. I doubt anyone does at Wal-Mart. To get here by 4:00, she wouldn't have had time to go home and change, and I can't imagine she would have worn her better c...
A masseuse and her client's first time with extras * 'Not here, surely not here,' he was thinking? 'Should I?" she asked herself. 'He seems up for it and must be well-off coming here and paying their fees.' 'Do places like this offer 'extras,' he wondered as her hand slithered up the inside of his slightly parted thighs? 'I can make it look accidental s...
It was five o'clock; football practice was over, and after the obligatory towel-snapping session in the Boys Locker Room, Johnny Buzzcock reported to the Athletic Supporter's Office as he had been directed. Mrs. Hanson, the Athletic Supporter of the Stuffville High's Trojans football team - a.k.a. the Purple Helmeted Warriors - was in her office waiting for...
DISCLAIMER: EVERYONE DIRECTLY INVOLVED WITH THE MAIN CHARACTER IN ANY WAY THAT INVOLVES ANYTHING REMOTELY SEXUAL IS OVER THE AGE OF 18. NOTE: Thank you for all the kind feedback on the first two parts of this story. It is very encouraging. I also welcome suggestions of scenarios to include in future sections - hopefully within the spirit of the story itse...
The morning dawned bright and unseasonably warm for October. Ray skulked out of the young couple's house at around 8 A.M. Laura's pussy was still sore from the pounding she had taken, plus the fact he was inside her as they slept like spoons for most of the night. She started the shower and felt the warm comforting steam beginning to infuse the bathroom. As...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. Candy and Bob - He has his wife expose herself to strangers in the beach hotel lounge! (Bob's plan begins to take shape as he brings out the exhibitionist in his wife.) The walk from the beach back to the hotel was an adventure. I had Candy follow me as I zig zagged my way throu...
This is dedicated to the gifted author, Emily Plaything whose work may be found on Literotica. ***** I was just twenty-two then, 1975, a single white female, living in Brooklyn, seeking, something, I didn't know what exactly. I had a cell phone, but no television. I had a little single burner stove and a mini-fridge. I had an I-Pod a friend had forgott...
I was very nervous. My aunt lived in Washington D.C. and had arranged an interview for me with her company. She worked in a big law firm and they were looking for summer help and I was majoring in Secreterial Science. A perfect fit! Because of exams I would have to fly down on a red-eye 6:30 flight, go to my interview at 10:00, have lunch with my aunt, and...
OK, I'm going for the last place prize. The night hung over me like a cloak. Not that I need the dark to hide in for I'm as formless as the clouds; but, like a cloud, I do exist. My preferred hunting grounds are places where a lot of you gather -- Shopping malls; office blocks; sports stadia, anywhere there's a crowd and plenty of choice. I let myself drift...