Hello, how are you? It's been a long time. I remember wantonly looking back at you as I invitingly positioned myself on my black leather settee, spread my arse and waited for the exhilaration of your cock entering me. I needed your thick arms to wrap around my beating chest. Those kisses we had exchanged after I had invited you to my home were so deep and...
Writers Note:- All of the stories in which I write are true stories unless otherwise stated. I have undertaken many sexual encounters and I hope that this series – The Secret Life of a Slut! Allows me to get my story out in the open. Please feel free to vote on this story and leave feedback. **** My name is Mark Andrews, I am 25 years of age and stand six...
From the holes in the crate I saw a flag. I was in Texas. I had learned that the plane was a Company plane. It was full of slaves in crates all around me. The conversations we had were enlightening. Female slaves tended to hate service completely I heard from them it was because many were prostituted. There was only one female on that flight that truly lov...
~Brandon~ He was serious. There were no glimmers of a joke in his eyes, he wanted to spank me. And while his eyes held no laughter they held lust. He wasn't going to hurt me but there was going to be spankings whether I wanted them or not. And I just knew I was going to enjoy them... "Over my knee, Brandon," he ordered. His voice was steady, his voice was...
It was Saturday night. Bobby and Kathy were spending the weekend in Houston. Rick and I had never been to a gay bar, and we'd decided this would be a good time to check a few of them out. We started at Tempest. It was a high-tech place, with a gigantic dance floor and an immense crowd, mostly men, with a few women clustered in tight little knots. The DJ was...
FOREWORD During 2002, Literotica.com challenged volunteer writer's to create stories for as many story categories as possible. This chapter is part of a novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery and growth involving a number of people. For your entertainment, and mine, I'll be submitting chapters into at least 17 different story catego...
Terry just wanted to sleep, but he couldn't. He lay flat on his bed and he couldn't even manage to close his eyes for an extended period of time. He checked the time on his smartphone. It was two-thirty in the morning. This sort of thing happened before. He would try to sleep, but his imagination would take hold of him and have him think of things that other...
I had travelled down to King's Cross station alone to start my new course at the Slade school of Art. I was delighted to have been accepted and was keen to start the fine art work. My favourite aspect was figure or life drawing and sculpture and my teachers had praised my mastery of paint as I depicted both male and female forms with no clothes on. I was goo...
This is a continuation of the Council of Elders story and happens immediately after the last chapter. Don't worry – you will find out what happened to Fenris, Caesar and Owen. I've decided to go for 1st person this time because I think it's a lot better for stories with only one perspective. I think you'll find this is a lot darker than the first part of the...
PRELUDE Jake was buried balls deep in Brent's tight asshole. Brent was flattened on the bed face down as Jake drove his nearly 8" cock deep into the bowels of his traveling companion. Brent's ass moved under Jake but Jake's strength and drive kept Brent pinned under him. Jake's powerful buttocks clenched and unclenched as he pummeled Brent's ass. The thick...