Hottest Day in June since records began. That was what the papers were saying in one form or another. It was only the British that could have headlines about the weather when the world was going down the toilet. Jan Tanner shook her head and turned her attention away from the newspaper on the table, and back to her eBook. Fiction was better than real life...
Hello again literotica! It's been a long time coming, but I finally found time to write about my second foray into the world of lesbian sex. Anyone who is reading this without having seen my previous confession of shall we say, experimental sexual activity, should probably go onto my stories page. If you want more context or just to understand how I came to...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction; any similarities with existing people is coincidental. ***** Some people say opposites attract, but in a relationship it's not always easy. Take music, for example. My girlfriend absolutely loves modern pop music, most specifically the rising star Devonne Garza, to the point where she has posters and merchandise of he...
Notes & Disclaimers: This story is set in a land far, far away where unsafe sex has no consequences; a land where HIV/AIDS, Hepatitis and other STDs don't exist. PLEASE DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME! It is fiction...it is FANTASY! This story is a work of FICTION! None of the characters or events herein is based on real people, either living or dead. It was prod...
We arrived at the restaurant at nine, half an hour before she was secluded to arrive. Who is she you ask? Well, I can't give away any specific details, but we were going to be dining with royalty, a princess to be precise. My business isn't quite as successful as I might like, but apparently the princess was a bit of a fan of my designs, and her people had...
Author's note: This is a companion series to "Pegging Peter" and takes place on the same weekend as "Pegging Peter" Chapters 6 and 7. * * * Tawny Masterson had been playing her guitar for a little over three hours when they reached the city limits sign. "Well." She unplugged the Epiphone Les Paul and earbuds from her phone. "Glen Rose, Texas." She stretche...
Sista Sallie returned to her house flustered and flushed...the heat rising to her face—from heaven knows where (heaven probably did know, but good Sista Sallie would never admit it—at least not yet)...she immediately reached for the church fan—she had 'accidentally' lifted soooo many Sundays ago—her attempt be next to the lord—and to that fine young Pastor D...
If it's fantasy-fiction, you know I'll tell you. This is not fiction. It's real sex between Blue and I...and my pussy screaming at me to cum... It was still dark when I awoke this morning with a deep-down need...an urge to suck Blue that I felt all the way to my toes before I even opened my eyes. My sweet baby, fast asleep, had her legs around me, her ar...
The light turned green while Jack was talking. "Did you see the smirk on her face?" He asked, sounding incredulous. "'Do we need a chaperon?' I'd like to have given her a pow!" he mimed an uppercut, followed by a left hook, "and a ka-pow!" People eyed him uncertainly, and edged away. I started across the crosswalk, and he hurried after me. "We did need a ch...
I had been lying in bed for over an hour, tossing, turning, resisting temptation. I knew there was a letter in my in box, a letter with an attachment, and the attachment was growing bigger by the moment. I wanted to read it, I wanted to experience it, I wanted to feel all of the things that it contained. I was standing on the brink of something that I might...