Her majesty lay across her throne, her elbow on one of the armrests so that her hand could prop up her head. “And what are you here for, my subject?” she asked me.”To beg your forgiveness,” I stammered. “I didn’t mean to start the fire.” It was true–I had been found at the center of
The Exit Interview
Anna pulled the car up to the curb and put it in park. I unbuckled and started to get up. She put her hand on my left thigh and began to slide it closer to my crotch.”Not so fast sissy. Come here” she said as she motioned me over. I looked into her deep beautiful
Night Walker
This is my entry in the Literotica Nude Day Story Contest.This story features father/daughter love. If this isn’t your thing, you should probably move on.Here’s a fun fact: the beginning of this story is true. However, all characters other than the narrator are fictional, as are all sexual activities. All characters are over the age
Uncle Jay Ch. 01
“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
Seducing My Roommate
Making love to a virgin isn’t easy. No one tells you these things. It’s something you dream about, and when you imagine it, it’s all velvety smoothness, warm apple pie, maybe a bit of giggling and awkwardness. But here’s the reality: it’s like trying to shove your cock into a clenched fist. No one tells
Flashing the neighbour_(1) by Britwriterman
I never realised when I moved to my new place, just how ideal the location was. First of all to set the scene – I was living on my own in a foreign country in Eastern Europe where I couldn’t really speak the language and only had a couple of friends locally.I was in the
His Uncle's Plaything
(Please note: I’m British and my stories are written in British English. I write whatever comes to me and in whatever way feels right to me. Some of my stories are down and dirty, some are slightly more restrained. They are all a part of my imagination and I don’t censor my muse to fit