I realized when I wrote this that it looked like it could turn into a marathon read for you folks. Sorry about that, I wanted it to be a stand alone story. Don't go looking for any sex in this one. I had never closed the door to my den in all the time we have lived in this house so Jacqui must have known I had heard our daughter's question. "Mom, how di...
"I can't believe this kind of shit still happens in 2016," Lily said, exasperated. Her husband, Leon, just looked at the racial slur spray painted across their mailbox and shook his head. Lily had noticed it after her run. The blonde white woman stood, sweating and pink in a blue sports bra and multi-colored tight running pants with her IPhone sticking ou...
At 18 I had a relatively steady older boyfriend (Eric) and was still having regular fun with Tony. I had kept up my infrequent fun with Jim and Alf (two older men I had met) and also had a few one night/flings with a succession of other guys. One of these men was a local Asian shopkeeper, an employer of mine who for a brief time I teased then had a few epis...
Chapter 8: High School Class Reunion Hank Silvers grew up on Pleasant Street and attended the local high school. He was kind of a nerd in high school and didn't have a lot of success with girls in those years. He moved away a long time ago and has become very successful since. I hear he's coming back this year for his class reunion at the local high school....
Bobbie and I had gotten tired of the constant fight of trying to keep a good-looking lawn in front of our house. Drought conditions and water restrictions had resulted in patches of dead grass all over the place. We decided to take the grass out and xeroscape the yard. The yard slopes down from the house to the street so the plan was to level the ground from...
Hi, thanks for clicking open my story. It's an official entry in LITEROTICA'S Valentines Day Contest. So please, when you get to the end of the story, take a couple of extra seconds and cast your vote. WARNING: This is a Loving Wives Category story that features graphic sex as well as an unhappy marriage breakup. All sexual acts are committed by consenting...
Chapter One: A Lot of Firsts Tonight It was five o'clock, time to get ready for dinner at their favorite restaurant. He was in the shower, taking extra care to clean all areas that could be smelly - armpits, butt and penis. The extra time lathering and stoking his dick got the blood pumping. He began to get hard while thinking about what might happen after...
© 2011 Paul B. Garland (Belgarion10) I thought I was on to a good thing. My neighbour Melanie was a stunner and a complete slut in bed. A petite brunette with small but perky tits and bright blue come-to-bed eyes, I wanted her the first minute I saw her. The problem was that she was married, and to this huge builder type guy who looked like he'd kill anyone...
The following story is the original conclusion to The Story of a Button. At this point, I have yet to read any alternative conclusions to TSOAB due to an unexpected and unscheduled trip to the operating theatre. Painful and expensive and that was merely the bill. The epilogue has been "softened" upon the advice of beta readers and upon reflection that Rita i...
We sat at the kitchen table, having a quick breakfast before we left for our respective jobs. Patti was checking her make-up and I was trying to finish my coffee, as well as the sports section, before I hit the road. "How long is your cock, Matt?" she asked. I avoided the spray of coffee all over the table like you see in the slapstick comedies, but some ca...