Posts Tagged ‘Story’

Mountain Inn

Saturday, February 4th, 2012

“Whew! I hope this is worth it.”

But, of course he knew it would be worth it. It was just the time spent in the car showing its wear. But the end was near. He could feel it as he aimed his car along the twisting Virginia mountain road. Fall in the hills was always special to him with the brilliant yellows, oranges and reds layered across the mountainside like an oil painting lazily strewn across the landscape. The sun cascaded through the treetops, making for the beginning of a beautiful sunset. (more…)

Morning Shower

Saturday, February 4th, 2012

It”s morning and the sun is shining in through the slits in the blinds. I am still so tired and definitely don”t want to get out of the nice, cozy bed where you are still sleeping soundly next to me. I grumble a little and then make towards the edge of the bed. I stretch as I get off and make my way to the bathroom.

I turn on the water in the shower and as it starts to get hot, steam fills the room. I brush out my hair and then come back to the bed to wake you up. “Come on, sleepy head,” I say, “it”s time to wake up.” “I”ve started the shower and it”s nice and hot, just the way you like it.” (more…)

Let the Adventure Begin

Thursday, February 2nd, 2012

Michelle had always admired Sergei for his hockey talents but when they met through friends, she was in awe of just how sexy he really was in person. His blue eyes gleamed when he smiled and just made his face light up. His hair neatly trimmed, his physique was fit and his mere strength beckoned Michelle to get closer. Michelle wondered if there were any of her senses that weren’t awakened at his glance toward her way. So when Sergei asked for her number she gladly gave it to him.

They had spent some time getting to know each other on the phone and emails. Sergei lived in Ohio and Michelle lived in Michigan. Sergei was a hockey player and was on the road a lot, not really having the time for a serious relationship. Michelle understood that and accepted that she and Sergei probably would never evolve into anything serious, but she hoped. (more…)

Letting My Hair Down

Thursday, February 2nd, 2012

I am a 40 year old mother of two. I have worked hard to get myself back into shape and feel pretty good about myself. Having kids does things to your body. On nice side effect is that I went up in bra sizes and it stayed with me.

I have not had a lot of experience with meeting people via the Internet, yet anyway. I have had a few chances out in the public. Don’t get me wrong I love my family and husband. We both agree that this is a good thing to do if it make us happy. I knew he was feeling around on the side too. (more…)

Leaving University

Thursday, February 2nd, 2012

It is Sunday, the weather is hot and I am sitting in my office reading a book and listening to the radio. My paper work is all done and not much is happening, maybe I will watch a DVD on the computer till I go home. There is a knock on my door and I go to answer it, there is no one here but some of the students return their house keys to me and sometimes with a cheque, so we take these in for security.

I open the door and am greeted by a student who is about five foot six or so with a dark tan, she is wearing a short wrap around skirt and a white t-shirt. She hands me her key and tells me that she is leaving as her course is now finished, she speaks with a slight accent that I make out to be Italian, we have students from all over the world come here and most are not short of a bob or two. She asks if I can call or if she can use the phone to call a taxi, I pick up the phone and call the cab firm, I ask her name and she tells me it is Lucy, I make a comment about it not being Italian, and she tell me it was her dads idea as he is British. The cab firm tells me it will be at least an hour, and I tell Lucy this and that I will phone another firm. I phone another three firms and all have a long wait, I explain to Lucy that an hour is the best I can do, she agrees and I phone up the first company and book the taxi. (more…)

An Eve to Remember

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

You arrive ten minutes early. I haven’t finished getting ready.

“The door’s unlocked!” I yell from my bedroom, “Come in.”

You enter and wipe your shoes. I finish putting on a touch of make-up and exit my room. I smile as I see you and give you a big hug, planting a kiss on your lips.

“Ready?” You ask.

I nod and move to the door. You follow. I lock the door behind you as we step outside. You open the car door for me and close it once I’m settled.

The drive to your home is short. I feel myself begin to get slightly wet as I wonder what you have planned. You tell me to wait when we arrive. I watch as you run inside. (more…)

Wife Gets Gangbanged Ch. 02

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

Mark went into the room and in the noise and laughter he whispered my suggestion to the others in turn. Sue did not realize the plan and by the look on her face thought they were whispering their admiration of her. She slid down the seat a little more so her skirt rode up her thighs over her stocking tops. No more encouragement was needed for these guys. The two guys beside her started to run their hands up and down her legs and over her full tits.

She pretended to stop them, but she made only a token resistance. She was getting really turned on now. Sue turned to the guy on her left and their lips met, the other guy, on her right, moved his hand all the way up her leg to her pussy and pressed his fingers into her over her panties. She pulled him away, but she was to weak to hold his hand off as he pulled her arm back to her side and held it there. (more…)

A Night of Surprise

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

As Roxanne nursed her martini in the lobby bar of the Royal Victorian hotel, her mind raced as she contemplated what might transpire that evening. Roxanne replayed last evenings call from Ryan. Ryan had been traveling on business extensively and invited Roxanne to a romantic dinner. Roxanne smiled as she recalled Ryan’s promise of a very special dessert.

She scanned the room and observed a young couple engaged in animated conversation. As the man gently stroked the shapely leg of his date, Roxanne felt a tingle of excitement. She was feeling sexy and very aroused. Roxanne rolled her head back, closed her eyes and recalled the evening of steamy sex that she and Ryan had shared before his recent trip to Seattle. Roxanne felt the strong hand of a man on her right thigh and opened her eyes to see Ryan standing before her. She drank in his ruggedly handsome face as Ryan stroked the silky material of her form fitting dress. He leaned forward and kissed Roxanne deeply, pulling her close as he ran his left hand through her soft hair. Again she tingled with anticipation and felt the faint dampness of excitement building in her sex. Ryan finished off the martini and took Roxanne by the hand, leading her to the hotel dining room. (more…)

Tia Can’t Help Herself

Monday, January 30th, 2012

“Note: The following story was suggested by a Literotica reader.”

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Tia was working late in her graphics art office. When she was on a deadline she had to put in the extra hours. It wasn’t something that was popular at her house but it was becoming more common place and was at least no longer a surprise.

She had already called her husband James to let him know she wouldn’t be home for dinner. He didn’t mind calling for pizza but he always hated it when she wasn’t around. He gave her a bad time about it over the phone and she promised to make it up to him somehow. (more…)

The Baby-Sitter

Saturday, January 28th, 2012

The fridge is full so help your self were the last words she spoke as she left the house, I was here to baby-sit her two sons aged two and four, they were both fast asleep and her hubby was having a shower before he too was off out for the night, I turned the television on and sat myself down on the settee ready for the night ahead.

The door opened and in walked the older of the two children rubbing his eyes, and here we go I thought to myself as I went over to him to comfort him,

“What’s the matter sweetie”, I asked, (more…)