* Jeff * Mom was all packed and ready to go when I arrived at her sprawling ranch house on the outskirts of town. I greeted her with a kiss on the cheek. "Where are your things?" I asked. "Already waiting in the Explorer. Come on, let's get your stuff loaded," she answered. "I thought I was driving..." "You? Behind the wheel in the snow? In a sports car?...
To new readers: Sorry, this chapter isn't going to make very much sense if you haven't yet read the rest of Backstage Romance. To all the readers of Backstage Romance who voted, commented, and sent me e-mails letting me know how much they've enjoyed this story: Thank you so very, very much. I'm truly sorry it's taken me so long to get back to them. The las...
NOTE: This is my entry in the Literotica Valentine's Day Contest, and it is a tale of loving sex between two gay men who have formed a stable relationship in San Francisco's Castro District. If stories about this kind of activity disgust or irritate you, you should probably stop reading now. * Paul Porter, known to most friends as Pauletta, loves his life...
God it felt good! My jeans so fucking tight! Hugging my ass cheeks, hugging my balls and cock. Almost gripping them. I sauntered into the store, and felt the cool, cold surface underneath my barefeet. Any surface felt good tonight. Walking barefoot Over a bit of grass, cold cement, sensual black tarmac. Such a hot and enticing feeling. A sensuality as potent...
I'll never forget that feeling, the first time I had a cock up my arse. That thrilling dull ache that says "You're being fucked, mate." That incredible feeling of a rigid presence inside me, performing a taboo act that is almost breathtaking in its perceived sinfulness. His name was Wesley and he was a private security guard on the Caribbean island of Domin...
Please note that whilst this event occurred I have used some licence with details such as the safe sex or lack there of. My Miss had been ill for some time and as I'm an utter randy slut she sent me to Steamworks to 'Get Hammered and don't return until you've been fucked every way!' I prepared, shaved, cleaned out, really deep, cock-ring, poppers and a cou...
Young Billy landed in Charleston, South Carolina, by ship, at his uncle's own wharf, Brown's wharf, at the Cooper River foot of Queen Street. He was surprised to find that it was a lot warmer in Charleston in late October than it was in Massachusetts. And after coming from the more staid Boston, he was also taken with the frivolity he found here; it was the...
Brother / Sister/Slave, ("TML") November 1970 "Good loving & Good Scourging" The story of a MASTER and his slave! WOW, "it" finally happened!!! I had had my first sex, and it was with a fellow brother monk in the monastery. It was great. I always imagined having my "first time" with a sexy gal, but nonetheless my first sex was great! I often fantasize and...
This story is entirely 100% fiction. I have never been there. OLD DOGS, NEW TRICKS The agreed time was between noon and 12:15. I checked in around 11:30 without any complications, using a credit card that came directly to my office. Very nervous would accurately describe my state of mind. We had been exchanging emails several times a week for the past mo...
I remember my first time with a girl, I had met her through a friend and it was nice, but I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. It was always like that. I had a lot of trouble in high school "hooking up" with girls. I also remember another night when I felt like I was stuck going to a dance with this girl - disastrous night; long story short, I w...