"Oh, you have a home game, I thought it was away..." She seemed disappointed. "You don't have to come, you don't get that many nights off. I can pick you up after, or just call..." "No, I'll come. I don't like watching basketball. I like watching you." "What you like about me playing basketball and no one else?" "You're like a little military man down th...
The house was almost dead quiet a fact that Marcus even after all these months was still not used to, maybe he never would get comfortable with it. He had lived for years in a home filled with the sounds of a family living out their lives in relative peace and comfort, but that had all been shattered two years earlier. He walked away from his front door fe...
Author's note: I received an e-mail requesting that I write a story about aliens taking over humans and creating insatiable sexual desires. The person requesting this story had read another story on Literotica entitled Hosts. He was disappointed that the author of Hosts did not write any more chapters after the first submission, which is why he asked me to w...
Author's Note: Melancholy story of looking at the past and wishing things had been different. There's no sex in this story, so if that's what you're looking for I'd skip this one. This one is a little different than most of my other stories since I tried telling the story primarily through dialog. It was an experiment to help me get stronger as a writer. Hop...
I sat at the table nursing my Pabst, rubbing my ankle and watching Shayna dance. I swear that woman was conceived on a dance floor and was born to spend her life on one. I didn't look around to verify it, but I would have been willing to bet that most of the eyes in the place were on her and her partner. Not that he had anything to do with it. Shay made ever...
Dear Shoeblossom I had a sister, Huxley, ("Hubert and Huxley, so cute") and we lived at home during our university years, as Pop was bursar at the local college, so we went for free. Huxley had a best friend, Tamsin, who was cute but chubby, and I teased her about it, and one day Tam pulled my pants down when no one was around, and gave me a spanking--me,...
This is a continuation of the Cruel Irony series and the ramifications of an adulterous indiscretion. The precursor to Wresting With Life's Cruel Irony chapters commences with Cruel Irony. ---------------- The days immediately after his return home Pam did not tell her husband the news. While not racked by self doubt and fear, those feelings ran through h...
I came early one day late in the school year when several of my students cancelled their after school lessons. I teach guitar, so it isn't a class they need to take a final exam in, and many of them get caught up in either the hustle and bustle of closing a school year, preparing for exams, or one of the many outdoor diversions that good weather and daylight...
Julie and I had been married for eight years and, probably like many of you, we would get these brochures from time to time about cruises in the Caribbean and had friends, again, probably like you do, who have gone on these cruises and loved it. So, not long after our best friends returned from one and had told us all about it, a packet arrived in the mail...
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...