My house and my neighbors are at the end of a cul-de-sac. Both houses back up to a dense stand of trees and thicket. It suits me fine that there is only one other house next to mine. I am a very private person and just don’t like all of the neighborly rituals that occur in more developed residential areas. Most of the residents on my street are young familie...
I am a landscape gardener and quite good at my job. It's also a job that pays quite well once you get a bit of a reputation and I was doing all right. Now you're probably thinking that a landscape gardener would have a terrific garden at his own place, but you'd be wrong. Yes, my place of business has some very nice gardens, but that's advertising. My home...
It is the first weekend of spring, the sun is shining there's not a cloud to be found. It is a beautiful day. I am in the kitchen at the sink washing the breakfast dishes as I watch you tending to the backyard. You take such pride in your yard. The trees are well tended, the grass is green and lush all summer and fall. After I finish with the dishes I gra...
It was Saturday and we had finished breakfast. Kara said she wanted to mow the lawn. I told her I usually hired someone to do that but she insisted. I knew she had some ulterior motive so I didn't argue. I wanted to see what she was up to. Kara went to dress while I finished my coffee and read the paper. A few minutes later Kara came through the kitchen on...
Unfortunately, it didn't seem like a lot of work was getting done on the following day. Marisa looked out of her kitchen window into her neighbor's backyard. She gazed up the pile of tools and pipes that looked untouched from the day before. The clouds were gray and a drizzle had taken over the day since the morning. Marisa moped around the house in her paja...
It was during Harold Robinson's sophomore year of high school that his parents purchased the "Roanoke Salvage Yard." The family moved from Lynchburg to Roanoke to reside in the house on the Salvage Yard property. Harold transferred to the Clay High school. Harold was a tall, quiet, studious, honest kid, who was a good basketball player. Some new students tr...
Hey all! Annabelle here with the next chapter of HFHM! To start with, this story is written chapter style. Book One started in Chapter One. Book Two started in Chapter 13 and goes until now. It would be best for you to start at either of those chapters to get caught up on what is going on! Also, a quick note. I received several letters from readers after t...
Please Forgive Me This story is inspired by a new theme on Literotica, called the 750 Word Story Project. The story is exactly 750 words, as per the requirements of the project. I hope you like it! James and his friends are all over 18 years of age. The story is exhibitionist within a marriage context. **************** Dearest Paul, My Husband, You kno...
On this particular day I had a fantasy that I wanted to play out and I was bound to fulfill it. My wife would be home from work in about an hour so I had to get my plan in order to get this to work. I have fantasized about it many times, but I wanted to get it right. My wife Marcy is 5'5" tall 145 pounds with B cups. Her tits were just big enough as the say...
Amanda wanted more than anything in the whole world to be spanked, and spanked HARD...She also wanted more than anything in the whole wide world for her favorite beach to be free of the litter and debris that constantly plagued the beautiful sands and shells of her shore. The ocean held a special place in her heart; she belonged to the sensual waves and anc...