I wondered how everyone would be acting the next morning. There were two surprises. One was that Nick was totally normal. He was cheerful and casual and totally cool. As if nothing had happened. I could have been hurt but in fact I was relieved. My relationship with Nick could be complication free. Ken would
PrologueVictoria was born to Charles and Mary Sessions on the 3rd of June 1894. She was named after Her Majesty Queen Victoria, stressing her parent’s loyalty to the crown and to the establishment within the country.Charles was a middle-class businessman, with pretensions towards becoming upper-middle class — perhaps even gaining a title one day. His
I pulled The Mustang into the driveway –and yes, that was its name — for once not worrying about blocking my parents in. They were going to be up north at Aunt Kathy’s place until Sunday night, so I didn’t have to worry. Kathy lived in the Seattle, where they had fabled things like “culture”
It was a brisk fall day. I pulled the zipper on my jacket up as far as it could go, right up to my neck. Even with a big sweater on underneath my windbreaker, I was still pretty damned cold. It was 10:25 am and my sole class of the day started in 5 minutes.As
NOTE: Everyone in this story is over 18 years of age.*”That sounds really mean,” Stacy said.”I know, but he’ll survive,” Connie replied, watching Penny get into Mick O’Malley’s Camaro.She didn’t have much sympathy for Peter Corvalis. He’s just a geek.His humiliation was the last thing standing in the way of her and Stacy getting on
When you last read about Sharon, my girl friend and me, we enjoyed sex with my mother and sister in the next room that was a family room. They were interested in the groaning that Sharon was doing and my sister Sally asked to be included in any future fun.Well, last Labor Day my Mother
A Dangerous Trade Ch. 2HarleyI was exhausted and just as I laid down to fall asleep, someone knocked at my door. I told them to come in and it was Maverick holding one of my bags from home stuffed to the brim.”Your stuff,” he grunted.”Thanks,” I said coldly. There was something about him that drew
So you have just moved into your new house and it is lovely.You still have the week on week off custody arrangement and have every second weekend by yourself – which takes some getting used to but is a nice change.You meet a young guy in his early 30’s, a tradie, his name is Joe.
Author’s Note: This story has a little every kind of kink excluding water sports and no cheating. It is a work currently in progress so this list maybe incomplete but if any of the following is just not your thing, please look elsewhere. Lots of great stories on this site. Everyone in this story is
AUTHOR’s NOTE: Arthur is 60, Kent 38, Pearl, 37, Cherry 36, Rose, Renee and Ross are 18 years old. The characters are a family introduced to Literotica Readers previously in the cantos of the epic poem “O Mother Dear”.*****Ross woke up, disoriented at first, finding himself spooned against his naked mother, snuggled into her sweet
Her skin seemed to dance in the light from the moon as it rippled through the room, the patterns matching the clouds as they rolled across the sky. Tied face down to the bed, her buttocks seemed to shine in the soft light, although I have to acknowledge that the post winter white of her
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A/N: I’m surprised I need to say this, but this won’t make sense unless you read the previous four parts first! Also, this is kind of a slow burn if you want to get to the good stuff, so you’ll need a bit of patience.For a while, everything hurts. I avoid class for a couple
Author’s note: I was a bit conflicted about making a sequel to The Freaky Friday Curse, I did have some ideas for that, but decided to do other stuff, but some of you wanted a sequel so here’s the final chapter. Warning: There’s gonna be incest here so be warned….Nick slowly opened his eyes, feeling
Here we are. You and me, alone. After years of flirting, innuendo, furtive looks, we’re finally getting down to it. I’m finally getting down to it. Dammit.You smile. You take in the sight of my long dark hair, my full hips, my generous breasts, my tanned skin, my glistening pussy. Your eyes travel up and
“Let’s see if there’s anything good to watch. What do you like?” Uncle Jay asked as he grabbed the TV remote and fell into the couch.I hesitated, feeling awkward then being annoyed at myself for feeling that way.Uncle Jay looked up at me questioningly, then a smile broke out across his handsome face. “Come have
My older sister went to art college. I had no talent for art. I couldn’t even tell if she was any good or not. Mum seemed to think she was brilliant, so I took her word for it. To tell the truth, art leaves me cold. I don’t even know what I like. It’s just
Angel hung helpless between the two palms. Her shoulders ached from the inadequate suspension of her body. Her cunt and ass still felt as if they were on fire after her abductors had used her for their own lustful pleasures.*****The islanders referred to her simply as “Mistress;” nothing more. She was always talked about in
people dressed in mourning colors stood around a decrepit being in a box as they lowered it to hell. buried it in dirt and buried the loss from their minds. most faces showed dismay. sum showed just puzzlement. two others showed impatience. the few who were puzzled wondered who the impatient ones were, and what
British English language and spelling, unless stated otherwise the story is set in the UK. 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.I write for my enjoyment, and hopefully that of others. I