Spring, Miami Beach Life changing moments are all too rare, and they're usually not recognized as such until they are well past. Their significance and how they affect us for the long term is not readily apparent until some introspection takes place and then pow!, you realize that what you had thought had been a slow evolution of behavior or outlook actuall...
======================= A wild Halloween party, where wives become slaves who are bought, sold and throughly enjoyed. Particularly by the men of Gor. Although this story is written so it can stand alone, it is a sequel to A Gor-y Halloween. You might want to read that one first. Or after. There's a lot to this tale. It's rather long, and covers a lot of...
FAWC 2: "We Gotta Stop Mom!" (Author's note: This story is a submission to the second Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on August 16th, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each story in this challenge is centered around a random determination of four "mystery in...
1 "You're doing what?" Jennifer sat up straight on her futon with the phone pressed tight to the side of her face. Aaron's exasperated sigh echoed in her ear, and his tone changed again, like he was explaining something to a simpleton for the umpteenth time even though this was the first time he was repeating himself. "I'm driving up to check on Cathy and...
(151) Next day while returning in the evening, Prof.Sonali was sandwiched between two young guys. Both of them started squeezing her boobs. She also started stroking their cocks. All of them got down at Maidan station, and walked towards Victorian Memorial. The Victoria Memorial, a huge monument made of white marble located in the heart of the City of Joy,...
This story is posted on the Literotica website; the author does not give permission for it to be reposted or reprinted anywhere else without consent. This is the seventh chapter in an interracial cuckold story. If you haven't read the previous chapters, I encourage you to do so, but I'm confident you'll enjoy it as a standalone too. The use of the "n" wo...
Intern-ship. Welcome reader. I hope you enjoy the following piece. Feel free to rate and comment when you get to the end. My mother taught me everything she knows. Yumiko. She and my father live back in Okinawa. My father is, was an American, but he is more Japanese now. He won't even speak English at home now that he has taught me what he could. He sa...
"Conrad, have you seen or heard from the Doc lately?" "Not in a couple of days. The last I heard; he was out at the Colony. One of the rich and famous probably got a hangnail or something." "Come on. You know he doesn't cater to the rich and famous. We're damn lucky to have him. Any man who gives up on the world and dedicates himself to helping isolated...
My husband and I were three days into our holiday; it was a bright sunny Monday morning and we were cycling along the narrow towpath at the edge of a canal. As we were both out of work, to say we were short of money would be an understatement. We had thirty-five pounds between us, and that was to buy everything we needed for the whole two weeks. We were both...
Prologue Patrick had never wanted to kill something so badly in his life. Anything would do. Needless to say, he didn't handle what he perceived as betrayal well. And jealousy, he handled even worse. Seeing her in his arms, watching him consoling her as she cried on his shoulder, wasn't that a bitch! He'd all but practically driven her into another man's ar...