She kissed her husband goodbye, and watched fondly and sadly as he turned to open the door. "Damn!" he muttered as the icy chill blasted his exposed face. "Summer just can't get here fast enough!" Wearing only her robe and slippers, the cold air momentarily affected her much more than it affected him, but at least she would be inside all day. He had to t...
My story starts in early 2017. WOOH! WOOH! WOOH! The siren from the canteen one arm bandit went off, followed by the rattling of 100 £1 coins. This was followed by the sound of cutlery being banged on Formica covered tables and my bus driver colleagues shouting at the top of their voices as young Nathan Templeman began scooping his winnings into his money...
Cross-country commercial bus rides are seldom memorable, except for the pain in your butt and back. After the interest in looking at the moving scenery wears off, these trips mostly consist of long periods of boredom broken only by intervals of confusion over making transfers and anxiety about getting a seat on the next bus. But for me, this pattern was abou...
My wife and I decided that our honeymoon would be a six-month backpacking tour of Europe. The wedding was beautiful, all we could have imagined. The weather was perfect, sunny but not too hot, and my wife looked stunning. She is quite tall, about 5'9" and lean. She was a volleyball player at College so her legs were, I thought, perfect. She often wore heels...
Note: Over a period of a few years I wrote three stories with a mystic theme. The first two were 'The Man' and 'Lunchtime shopping'. This tale completes the trilogy. ***** This is probably not the kind of story that you want to hear. At the time of the two incidents they seemed almost unbelievable and now nine months later the memory has all the elements...
Ben looked up from his book, a thick black Penguin with age tinted pages. The silver bus, a dusty behemoth with black tinted windows and a guttural engine, pulled into the small station drive. "There she is," said a man to his wife. Ben turned to look at the couple, the only other people waiting for the bus. The silver-haired man looked at his watch and the...
"What time does your flight arrive?" "It's scheduled to land at 9:10, but I don't want you to come to the airport to pick me up. It'll be easier if I catch the hotel shuttle bus. Meet me at the airport Holiday Inn. That way you can sit down somewhere inside and wait for me." "Did you want me to get a room? We would be driving home pretty late." "It's your...
Kyrhan just recovered from having ass fucked Kira twice. For her it has been the final step of her complete deflowering by her master. - Master, It was tremendous, I never felt anything like that. - You seem to have enjoyed it. Remember how you were frightened by it. - It s true, Master. I swear I will never doubt anything you tell me. - Will you obey my...
Felicity felt as though she'd been on fire over the last three days. From the moment they first played the naughty games, she could think of nothing else, with powerful imaginings flooding her mind with a continuous arousal. Being so heated up for so long, left her vulnerable to her husband's suggestions. She'd do almost anything to have them arrive home hig...
This story builds upon the story, "Taking a Chance," by Wutmytvben published by Literotica. It is written so that if the reader reads the introduction, the story will stand alone. If the reader wants more character development especially for Jim, Patty or John, or if they wish a broader background to this story than is given in the introduction, they may pre...