Julie From the Beach – Part 3This is a four-part story of an encounter I had with a nudist girl and her family when I was home from college back in the 1990’s. In Part 1, I met Julie at the beach for the first time. In Part 2, I met Julie’s family. In Part
Abby’s Ride Ep. 04
All characters are 18+ yrs of age.I would like to thank my editor P_Anderer for all of his wisdom and expertise, in helping me prepare this story for Literotica readers. These subsequent episodes are based on real life experiences, but have also been embellished.~ ~ ~This was day two of my ten-day stay with Danny.We
Volunteer of the month – chapters 1 to 6 by canemont
It was a hot, muggy night at the animal shelter. Those of us who stayed late to get the dog pens cleaned out were drinking bourbon and swapping stories about old lovers and ex’s. Some times things get out of hand. Volunteer of the monthChapter oneThere is a private animal shelter in our town. It
Suddenly Single Steffie Ch. 03
Chapter ThreeSteffie dreamt she was being fucked, slowly and gently. She moaned softly at the gentle yet insistent penetration. She slowly drifted awake and realized it wasn’t a dream, that she was laying face down on the bed and Jack was above her, sliding his cock into her pussy. She gasped loudly as she felt
VICTORIA’S SECRET by CecilBCK
In my experience nothing comes close to the frisson of returning passionate tongue kisses with my lady partner while sitting naked alongside her, as we watch each other receiving sexual pleasure from another person providing oral sex to us. Let me tell you about one such recent occasion. On a Sunday afternoon, my lady Sarah
Sexy Sister-In-Law
I had the football game on when my sister-in-law, Roxie walked in front of me, wiggling her ass. The redhead looked damn sexy in her tiny t-shirt, bare belly and a skirt so short I could see the candy store.She grabbed the remote and turned the TV to a reality show. “No you don’t Roxie.
Alexis Makes an Office Visit
This is another in a series of stories I have written for the amusement of my young virgin girlfriend. Most of what is written in these stories is true; of course the names have been changed to protect the…uh, guilty.****Monday was a bright, sunny spring day. Pink and red and lavender flowers bloomed in the
The Education of Marcie
As I pushed the old Toro, my head pointed straight down, watching drops of sweat bomb the sidewalk. I was pooped from mowing old lady Maloney’s lawn on the hottest day this August (duh). I contemplated whether a beer stolen from my dad’s stash or a Coke would do best to save my life.”Hey, Fart
BARB MEETS DAMIAN AND SEB by CecilBCK
I am Barb, an attractive brunette woman in professional employment, with a good body and a strong sex drive, though in hindsight my earlier sex life could be described as mainly vanilla sex. In a recent story BARB, MAKING MY SEXUAL FANTASIES HAPPEN, I described how around the time I turned thirty-five I decided I
SARAH’S NEW THREEWAY by CecilBCK
Fallen Kingdom by gaggedKitty23
A gladiator revolt leads to rape and pillage. Can Anaria help her family survive? Fallen KingdomThe people of Pythria were a cultured people. They were, in their own words, an ‘advanced civilization,’ or so they liked to believe. Their upper classes lived like gods and goddesses. The ‘lesser’ folk, though, those not born of the
Black Maled by afroerotik
Ronald Waterman had the perfect life. He was an annuities manager at an investment firm on Wall Street making more money than most people could ever dream of making. He’d made a few sound investments and done some trading that wasn’t really above board but he didn’t get caught and he made a bundle in
BARB, MY THREEWAY by CecilBCK
When my bi-sex friend Janine phoned on Friday night I confided in her how horny and sex starved I was. I am Barb, an attractive brunette woman in professional employment, with a good body and a strong sex drive, though in hindsight my earlier sex life could be described as mainly vanilla sex. In a
Mr And Mrs Claus
A howling wind sent a pair of bundled up figures darting towards an old cottage, following the path that was being increasingly covered over by a dusting of snow. They tightly grasped their packages and wrapped boxes as they reached the brightly lit porch. Eager to escape the biting cold, the slimmer of the two