Late morning traffic on interstate 475 in the middle of the week consisted of more semis than cars which was a dual-edged sword as Sean saw it. It made the presence of his three trucks less obvious, but made his vehicle as well as any police vehicles stick out much more than he would have liked. A passenger vehicle that purposely stayed in the right lane fol...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...
America in 1956 seemed besotted with Peyton Place and the Kinsey Report and the boom in nudist colonies and the theories of Dr Freud. But schoolgirls in the Minnesota city of Brewer were homing in on their own sweet goal: seeing their male classmates stripped to the buff. Their male classmates nude. In their birthday suits. And more than that, nude- and hu...
My name is Belle Crush and if you have not read my previous story then to catch you up real quick. I am a black woman who discovered her sexuality a bit late and fell in love with writing about my exploits. I actively pursue sexual scenarios and write about them for my email list of readers. This story I wrote a while back and was requested to this format by...
I turned onto the driveway of my psychologist, Dr (Mark) Chandler, and parked. As I had done many times before, I marveled at the expertly-restored facade of the stone farmhouse that he shares with his wife and two children. Built in the late eighteen hundreds, the place has remained virtually unchanged from the day its original owner moved in some one hundr...
In the small town of Oak Grove, there was one well known fact: the police department and the fire department did not get along. The two agencies shared a large building set amongst the rest of the city compound. Their building was split down the middle, each having their own side. The rivalry had been in place for so long, no one really knew why they didn't...
Author's notes: Thanks again to Todger65 for his editing prowess. And thanks also to those of you that offered your feedback. ***** "Little bitch...hey, little bitch?" Amanda was too transfixed on the sensation in her mouth and the view she was staring at in the mirror, to hear Lavrell's words. In the mirror, Amanda saw her lips bobbing up and down on a...
Author's notes: Thanks to everyone for reading and voting on my first story. Hopefully you will find this one enjoyable. I was remiss in my first story in not thanking Tw_Holt for inspiring me to write the original story, and to Todger65 for editing this one and the original. If you have not done so, I suggest you read part 01 first since it will help fill...
Time was that I was like most other women, a happily married young mother with a nice suburban home and devoted husband, but I was a different person then. I grew up in a very conservative Christian home; graduated from a Christian high school. That is where I met my future husband Ben. We even went to the same Christian college. It was in my freshman year...
Author's Note: This story is based on another request I received via e-mail. The context of the e-mail is as follows: Walterio, I enjoy your stories and you are one of my favorite literotica authors. I have a favor to ask and that is you write about a fantasy of mine that I often think about. It goes back to the 1960's when I was in my mid-twenties. I live...