NotesThis is the ELEVENTH installment of Field Trip Follies. Thanks to Literotica author Laurie for lending me her characters Lindsey Foster and her sister Katie. And also thanks to Laurie for all her unflagging encouragement and amazing inspiration. Read her work! It’s wonderfully naughty stuff!http://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=31501&page=submissionsThis chapter is a direct continuation of Chapter NINE and TEN
Popping Ronnie's Cherry
I was walking past a line of shiny antique automobiles at the Benton County Fair when I spotted a 1919 Model A Pan Automobile that was manufactured in Saint Cloud, Minnesota. It was very innovative for it’s time and had a feature that allowed cross country travelers to fold down the seats into a bed
Lesson Ch. 05
For a short time he enjoyed himself just watching her squirming and crying on the bed. He fully expected her to beg as well, but clearly she had learned her lesson about not speaking, because although she was sobbing no words were coming out of her. After a couple of minutes, he reached out and
The Rooster
Whenever I read erotic stories or letters in Penthouse, it seems like every guy has a 12-inch dick. Sometimes they’re white, but most of the time they have to be black to be big. I’ve seen plenty of guys in the shower from almost every race and while everyone seems to come in different shapes
Florida Vacation
I called him “Uncle Matt,” but he wasn’t really my uncle. He was more my father’s best friend, childhood friend actually. Our families were really close. He had a daughter, Carmel. She was a year older than me and we were friends, though not best friends like my daddy and Uncle Matt. She was a
The Powerless
DISCLAIMER: The following is a work of fiction. The characters depicted herein are all 18-years-old or older. Any similarities to actual persons, living or dead, or events, past or present, are strictly coincidental.*My name is Keen. Don’t ask me what kind of name it is, my parents were druggees when they filled out my birth
His Awakening
It was the heat that surprised Alex most, how her body generated so much of it even in the cool water of her pool. He could feel it before his hands touched her skin, radiating from her almost like the shimmering waves that ripple in the distance off a July afternoon’s steamy road.The sense was
Runaway Fantasy Pt. 03
Runaway Fantasy * Tuesday * (middle day of the trip)I hear some rustling coming from the kitchen, but unlike yesterday when I woke up, I’m not confused or surprised by where I am. It sounds like Mike might be cleaning up a little or putting away some dishes, but I can’t see him from the
Jessica the First
It probably strains the credulity of most people under fifty these days if they hear of a young man of twenty-three, who has not had a sexual relationship. Never the less, that was true of me.This was not only true for me, but for many other young men and women. The reasons for my chastity
Forbidden Desires Unleashed
This story revolves around Rue and Alice, who have a mutual acquaintance through their fathers. Rue is 20 years old while Alice is slightly older at 22.It was a lazy Sunday afternoon when a sudden realization struck me like lightning: Alice might actually have a crush on me. The very thought seemed absurd at first
Flower Arranging
It had been two days since I had deflowered my cousin Grace under the expert tuition of the Lady Amanda Montague. Two days of thinking what had happened and what I had felt. Mandy had invited us back to her home for dinner but we had to tell her that we were unable to go
Carmen and Sergei
1.It was the summer before my senior year in high school. I was eighteen, restless, and unhappy. My parents and I had just moved to a new apartment in a new city. I didn’t know anyone. I’d tried and failed to find a job. I had nothing to do and no one to do it
Sister Agnes in Heaven Ch. 04
“Hello, Agnes.”Sister Agnes looked up from where she was kneeling in her vegetable garden. It was the spirit of Burt, Mayor of Heavenly Aden. It was hot and she wore only a pair of shorts and a sleeveless blouse. Burt was shirtless. Her hands were soiled with dirt. “Hello, Burt,” she answered. “Welcome!” She stood
My First Time
I was nearly nineteen, and had just finished my A levels at a prestigious British private school, and a friend and I decided to go travelling for a while, to de-stress and await the results. Our families, being rather affluent, were prepared to foot most of the bill, and so the world was very much
Erotic Fantasy Come True
This sadly isn’t a true story, I hope it could be someday.Finally, the date I’ve been waiting for. It’ll be our first time. As I get ready to make sure I dress extra sexy for you, I get out my nicest bra and panties. My massive bra to push up my 30DDD sized boobs (yes
French Lesson
In today’s moral climate when young girls barely into puberty are given sex advice, condoms and pregnancy tests and their parents don’t even have the right to know about it, the sexual mores of the past are quite unbelievable. No, I’m not talking about the long ago past, but only fifty years.I was an only
At the Hands of Sam
This is the first in a series of stories based on my own, true to life sexual adventures. All of the stories have had names changed, but are true to life as they happened. Obviously they start off a little tame, but as the years pass, and my experience grows, the adventures become more erotic
The End of Summer
The sun blazed high in the late August sky. It wasn’t the hottest day of the summer. The heat was oppressive because it touched that nerve of fatigue at the end of summer, when a person tired of hot weather. It was two o’clock. Paul had finished everything. He had taken his work-out in the
The Cell Phone
It was a little after midnight and I was heading home after working overtime at work. I planned on having some pizza and drinking couple of beers then getting some sleep. I was 31 years old at the time and still a virgin, a combination of my work and being painfully shy with girls had
A Rainy Evening
She tried to teach me to say her Chinese name. My third attempt drew a smile, but I couldn’t tell if I’d succeeded or if she’d just given up. It was probably hopeless; I could only hear about half of what she was saying. The pub was noisy and I hadn’t quite tuned in to
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