This is the third in a series of stories about Victoria and Kim. It takes place five years into their relationship. Victoria (whom Kim calls 'Mummy') is now 52, and Kimmy is 26. The other two stories, My Bottom and My Top, I posted on Literotica under the name Richard Donnehy several years ago. I've since forgotten the password, so I'm unable to post it unde...
My name is Elisabeth Medeiros. I'm a six-foot-one lean and muscular young woman of African and Puerto Rican descent living in the city of Newport, Rhode Island. I'm an out and proud Black lesbian, and everyone knows about it. From my friends and classmates at the University of Rhode Island to my family members in the City of Champions. I don't hide who or wh...
Lauren opened her eyes slowly. Her body ached, and her ass was beyond sore, but it had been completely worth the rampant anal gang bang her master had subjected her to. He was nowhere to be seen, and the flat seemed quiet, so Lauren got out of bed and headed for the shower. When she stepped into the bathroom, however, Mr Lane was slowly shaving, a thick b...
I wrote this story in 1999. It was one of my first attempts at erotic literature. It is purely fictional, unlike my later stories. Sweet Caroline. I will never forget the girl as long as I live. My Caroline. Just the mention of her name brings back such vivid, sweet memories. Yes, she was cruel, harsh, wicked; as bad as she wanted to be. But for every hour...
June Claymore stood in front of the stove, trying to force herself to concentrate. Just a few more minutes and then, finally, she would have her day all to herself, at least until 4:00 or so, when Dan came home from school. Right now, though, she was in the worst time crunch of the morning, hustling one kid off to middle school and the other one--her daughte...
It was Saturday morning and we usually slept in on Saturdays. For some reason I woke up early. I wondered why Melanie hadn't come to me last night, Friday night. We didn't have classes today and we could have stayed up late and done things. I felt my face heat up as I mentally pictured what doing things meant to me. It meant Melanie on top of me, humping me...
Edit: Arthur Rue Hello, my name is Lisa Vincente, but if I had friends they would call me Lisa. I'm going to tell you about a sex toy that rocked me to my foundation and introduced me to a world of pleasure which I was wholly ignorant about. It was not just a world of sex, but of industry, luxury, money and most important of all, loving acceptance. But for...
Note from the Authoress: This story doesn't form part of the Julie Journals as it is a work of fiction. This story was inspired by a comment left about another story I wrote. The comment went, "Why do I only seem to get offers from fat businessmen when I travel?" I chatted to the maker of the comment and we discussed a few ideas and I have ended up writing t...
I was in my hotel room where the conference was being held. Sat on the bed in a red blouse and a black mini-skirt. Andy was in meetings all morning. We had spent the night fucking as I told him all about the business deal with Oscar. He had got off in putting me in that situation and knew I would have gone through with it. He had told me that one of the new...
"Wendy, come over to my place for a drink?" The slender Asian woman batted her eyelashes, ironically, as she posed the invitation to her friend. "Lily, that sounds great," Wendy replied, nodding her head. In the middle of putting the last of the tennis balls into her sports bag, the Italian girl tried not to read anything in to Lily's strange mood. The two...