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Everyone in this work of fiction is a consenting adult over the age of 21.”Time for milkies, Kitten.”He took my hand and gently led me up off the couch. I loved milkies time.I started to leave my phone behind but as he turned and saw me he said “no, bring your phone with you.”My eyebrows
Today was her birthday. She would be eighteen. As far as he was concerned this was THE DAY. Probably the only shot he’d ever had. If he’d judged her correctly, she would be around to see him almost as soon as she’d had breakfast, greedy for her present.He’d promised her fifty for her birthday, and
Thanks to Moondancer for editing. Maybe the first of a series if people like it. Hope you enjoy._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._.”Promise you’ll try to get along with your sister. This will probably be the last trip as a family,” Dad said as we drove home.He had just picked me up from the airport for a family camping trip.
I woke up with a feeling that I had forgotten something really important. I tried to remember what it was, but my brain was barely working. I tried to go back to sleep, but this annoying feeling wouldn’t let me fall asleep.I thought about Sue, my girlfriend, did I promise her anything? Nothing occurred to
Part IIt was a cool evening. I was waiting at the bus stop. The 5:30pm was due to arrive soon. Being the last stop before the station where I got off at the end of the route, the bus is not usually busy when I get in. Finally the bus stopped in front of me
I had known Delilah since we were both in Kindergarten at the age of five. It was lunchtime and Steve Thompson, who was and remained the school bully and all around jackass, had stolen my milk. Delilah came up to me and sat down, offering to share her chocolate milk with me. I never was
Before I start, I wanted to write a quick thank you to everyone who gave me such wonderful support in response to my first story, Dormant Desires. I really had no idea what to expect before submitting that piece, and to be honest I was quite nervous. But after reading everyone’s extremely kind words, both
Son of a BitchI heard the car pull into the driveway and then the clip clop of shoes on pavement. Damn! Mother was home. She sat her brief case down next to the front door and walked into the living room.”Did you do the laundry? I told you to do the laundry!””Yes mama, it is
Cumming of AgeMy wife stood in the living room wearing nothing but a pair of expensive black lace panties and a large red ribbon, the kind they use on new cars, wrapped around her waist. My tall athletic son, Freddie, stood there with a dumb uncomprehending expression on his face. Sonja had explained everything to
Through The Lens PT4British English language and spelling. In some stories the legal process will be different to what readers from the USA are used to, over here we have laws that apply nationally, not state by state. Where possible I try to research facts in the hope I can be accurate in what I
This is a continuation of the series and I suggest you read the first couple of chapters to get the overall context. All people are over 18.—————————————————-We didn’t see much of Amy and James for the next three weeks. We had other commitments and so had they. They came over for coffee two or three
Arriving home after 10 days of fun and sun in Southern California was a welcome relief. As much as we had played and enjoyed great meals, golf, shopping, luxury and a variety of sex with a bunch of new friends, it was good to get back to familiar surroundings and the comforts of home.Lucinda and
Jacob was sitting on the couch watching TV when Betty walked by from the kitchen. She stopped in front of the couch and asked playfully “What are you watching?”Jacob replied “Well, now I’m watching your phat ass!”Betty was wearing a small camisole top and a pair of Soffe shorts, with her ass cheeks spilling out
This is a work of fiction. Any reference to people or places is fictional and any similarities to actual people living or dead is purely coincidental. I would like to acknowledge the help of my friend “sandy” in helping me with this story.* * * * *I am always excited to get an e-mail from
All people having sexual activity in this story are eighteen and over.I am looking for someone to Edit and Proof Read my works, if you are interested, please contact me through literotica. This story is unedited so there will be errors and I apologise for this, but I hope you enjoy.I had turned eighteen in
This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.Copyright © 2019 by Cagey SeaAll rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted
AUTHOR’S NOTE — This is not a new story. It’s been resubmitted, after some tidying, for readers who asked to either to finish it or return to it in the future.Please be aware, this story contains themes of intense seduction, teasing, lesbian content, reluctance and cheating. If you don’t wish to read a story involving
Ray and Tracy get to know each other. They both like to kiss. If you like this story, please give me a vote and a comment! Enjoy.Tracy seemed very together. She was young, vivacious, smart, extremely well-constructed and beautiful. Still, I had to ask her.”I’m so much older than you. Doesn’t that bother you?””Not at
True story. When I was 19, I lost my virginity to my girlfriend’s mother, Mrs Parks. My girlfriend, Sherry, was also a teenager, one year younger than me, and we had not had sex but had been a little sexual. She let me feel her pearly-white boobs a few times, pinching her tiny nipples to
Chuck considered himself an experienced guy. Since getting a good job, he’d enjoyed lap dances and an occasional furtive hand job at various topless bars, couch dances (self-service, look but don’t touch) and table massages at grimy strip center storefronts. He wasn’t ignorant of the other services available in town, but he lacked the desire