(To the reader: The story you are about to read is told in a completely new style for me. I was recently contacted by a fan and only inspired both this detour into minimal narration and the story itself. For these things I thank her. I enjoyed writing in this fashion, it was a nice change of pace. I found it to be more driven... more breathtaking... a kind...
To all who read this story, please understand, like most authors here, I am an amateur. I don't have an editor, but rely on the tools embedded in my word processing software (which are proving to be not that great!). In previous stories, some readers have commented on my lack of proper punctuation and misuse of tense, syntax, and, in some cases, individual w...
Note to the Reader: Mother Nature is a sexual goddess, isn't she? Feedback appreciated. Thank you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "What the hell is that?" I asked Sylvia as she came in the door holding a bundle of twigs. She looked at me like I was a moron and retorted "They are pussy willows. Haven't you ever seen pussy willows before?" "Well, yes, I've seen pussy wil...
Feel free to send me an email telling me what you liked and disliked. Don't forget to mark me as one of your favorite sexy authors! Hehe. I even enjoy getting emails from people helping me with my grammar and technical issues! This story is for adults so of your not 18 please don't read. Reader feedback is my drug of choice Thanks TGH and crew for all your...
Feel free to send me an email telling me what you liked and disliked. Don't forget to mark me as one of your favorite sexy authors! Hehe. I even enjoy getting emails from people helping me with my grammar and technical issues! This story is for adults so of your not 18 please don't read. Reader feedback is my drug of choice Thanks TGH, Log Tag and crew for...
Wotcher. Welcome to the fourth installment of The Rolls and the Pipe. Noticing that I was only writing one page on Literotica screens, I will be trying to write more per installment. This is a personal preference: I like continuing to read. Longer stories (I'm reading "Drumbeats in His Soul" right now) are my preference. In fact, I only own books over 300 pa...
Reader be warned – I’ve got a little creative with my grammar and formatting in this particular story (much more than usual for me!). Sorry if bugs you. Charlie thundered down the stairs and headed straight for the kitchen. A chorus of "hi Charlie's'" was quickly acknowledged. "Anyone seen Mike?" "No, I haven't seen him. Why don't you join us, c'mon, sit...
Part I - Nathan Everyone has their story – you know, the one they tell whenever there is someone new to hear it, especially someone they want to impress or shock. Like my Uncle Jack's story of how he and Aunt Carmen met at the top of the Eiffel Tower because he "fainted" from his fear of heights and came to looking up her very short skirt. Or Grandma Lil...
Lilly stumbled home from the police station, her pussy still radiating pain from the abuse she had gotten from the officer's nightstick which was giving her more than a little trouble walking. She had enjoyed her night at the sorority and would be sure to attend the next party they invited her to, especially if she got busted again. As she walked in the side...
Dear Reader- a quick summary for those who have not read chapters 1 and 2: Mrs. George is a mid-forties co-worker of mine. We have known each other for a few years. We are both in marriages but an underlying and unspoken sexual tension has always been between us. Although I am just a bit older than her, she has always referred to me as "Sir," this despite be...