There's a sudden lurch as the bus hits a pothole and your head bangs against glass you were resting on. Not hard, but definitely hard enough to wake you with a jolt. It takes you a second to remember who you are and where you are, literally. Four hours of nonstop drinks and grinding can take a toll on your memory. Even then, you feel more groggy and tired t...
**** Note - This story thread originated at superstories.net, where several other writers made contributions and the story is still evolving: http://www.superstories.net/addventure/Chapter.aspx?ID=87433 Note to authors - In case anyone's wondering, I'm more than happy for people to add new chapters of their own here! :) **** Susan Storm-Richards waited until...
Note: This story is entirely fictional written for readers' enjoyment, and bears no resemblance to any people living or dead. The Adonis II was being anchored in the waters in the bay just off the old Mediterranean port town of Kotor in Montenegro. This time the girls were better organised, having had Ramon join them in their suite for a vigorous and lusty...
Things have been going great. We often go to the beach, in a conservative swim suit you don't see most of her work (the hard cock tat between her tits are hard to hide with a swim suit) and in her bikini the wording above her nipples is clearly visible, both "Cum Slut" and "QoS" as well as "Nina the Slut" across her lower back. It was very obvious that she w...
I was gently awakened from my deep slumber as James' lips softly brushed my cheeks. Turning my face to his, with my eyes adjusting to the daylight. He smiled kindly and whispered. "Breakfast is served. I'll see you at seven tonight and stick to the rules!" He turned on his heels and strolled out of the bedroom, down the stairs and out the front door on his...
There have been 7 earlier parts to this story and while I wanted to give readers some direction back to the earlier sections at the head of Ch 7, my lack of experience with Literotica meant that didn't appear. Please read the earlier sections they are probably necessary to get the full sense of what is going on. In my next stories I will try to write each c...
Sunday morning, Gloria's phone rang. She was nude, sitting at the kitchen table, drinking coffee and absently surfing different porn sites on the internet. Nude was Gloria's preferred state of dress. Since her divorce, she had changed considerably. She left her clothes in the closets and drawers, preferring to strut about her home in the altogether. "Hello,...
This is the story of how God left his unmistakable fingerprints on our lives once again, something he'd been doing a LOT of since the time shortly before the birth of our son, Ryan. Ten years ago, 12/11/2005 to be exact, I was awakened around 4:00am by the phone call that no parent ever wants to receive. My wife awoke me, calling from the hospital room wher...
Stiletto heels clacking, hugging a tablet computer to conceal the jiggle of her D-cup breasts, Brandee Coleman hurried down the hallway toward her office. She could feel the pale skin of her face and neck flushing with arousal. She was agitated and craved privacy. Once safely behind her office door, she stripped off her lab coat, tossed the iPad on her des...
(Day 23) When Rob awoke and turned over, he found Cindy sitting up in bed, staring at nothing. She blinked and looked at him and gave him a weak smile. Rob took it as a good sign. "How are you feeling this morning my love?" "Hungry." Was her only reply. "Well why don't you go get cleaned up while I order a room service breakfast? The douche and enema...