Beth Haverford stood before the Old Master painting, rapt in contemplation. In a clearing of the woods the frozen nymphs were merged in a bacchanal. The scene was some bright-lit Mediterranean isle, but the artist had muted the skies and darkened the verdure so there was a subtle, soothing hint of the somber to the scene. Yet there was no modesty or melanc...
"Come on Jazz, I'm serious." "Get out," the short black woman said, throwing her hands up. "Why not?" Regina whined. "You're serious." Jasmine said incredulously. "Yes, I'm serious," the tall blonde earnestly replied. 'Dr. Ethridge to the ballistics lab, please' the PA announced, interrupting them. Regina almost jumped out of her chair. She started fo...
This story comes from seeing a very young and pretty (underneath the grime) female tramp in a park. Her clothes were of high quality but filthy. She did not look like her mind was disturbed. I wondered how she had got in the state she was in... It was strange how we met. I was searching for my dog in the park and she was collecting discarded cans, hoping to...
Hello friends!! Welcome back to Smokey's corner, and to Saga #89. This is my first story with a non-English title. There are no French characters in it (if you'd like one of those, please read "How To Tickle A Girl Insane"); it's simply a borrowed phrase. Everyone knows what it conveys, but it actually literally translates to "Household to three." And the ch...
Introduction Hi it's me again, Davina, although I hope by now you're thinking of me as "Dave". As introductions go, this is going to be a short one. For anyone who missed the story of me losing my virginity, I'd have you know I'm currently twenty-six and often get mistaken for a bloke. I'm also tired of being depicted as a boring IT nerd so (quite shameles...
Another milestone story, whose full title is "Beyond Hell And Back V: Full Seventh Circle." It is now four Decembers following the original "BHaB," and following part 2 as well. I was going to categorize this differently, but have circled back to simply Lesbian Sex. Here, as usual, are all the others under which this story could fall. Scary Christmas, lebbis...
This is a story about God, sex, religion, and guilt and how you can't have one without all the rest. I'm sorry if it's the most contradictory story you've ever seen in literotica. ----- Jen was lying in a bed wearing nothing but her panties. Beside her, under the thin covers, was another woman...sleeping, Jen hoped. Because Jen was touching herself. How d...
Smokey Saga #4: "Beyond Hell And Back" This, to put it lightly, is a harsh story—far harsher, more dark and sinister than my other works. Some might go so far as to call it "brutal." It's a much more malicious side to my writing than has been shown thus far. No kidding—on the spectrum of erotica, if "Hypnothe-Rapist" is at one extreme, this is at the other;...
We all lay there together, as we caught our breaths and calmed our bodies. I sighed contentedly, as I snuggled into my Chantel's and mom's arms. I felt gentle fingers trailing softly over my back and arms, as other fingers trailed softly up and down my thigh. I trailed my fingers over both of their bodies, unwilling to leave either of my mistresses wanting....
Author's note: As you can probably figure out yourselves, English is not my mother tongue, so please don't be too harsh with criticism on that front. Constructive criticism on the storyline is always welcome. ***** On the outside, the hotel looked traditional, as if it was a small, family-owned business in the outskirts of the town. It even had a front de...