I was fifteen sexually active and pregnant with an already unhealthy child. When I think back now upon the choices set in front of me at such a young age, I feel the severity of the time coming full force and reckoning with me. I was young, a mother to be, a teen pregnancy. You have heard the stories of the heartache and heart break of teen pregnancies. M...
Talking about infantilism in millennial, but still grappling with old age problems. We cannot live like the Old Age, but now, respect is being aborted by circumstances, or rather miscarried by our insincere decision making. This catalyzed by the evolution of media that eases access to the gutter. A conscious mind is under attack from foreign ideologies whic...
Chapter 13 Nathan did not realize he had fallen asleep. It took a moment to register that he was still on Charlie's bed since it was almost pitch black in the room. The closed curtains were keeping out the sun. There were a few rays escaping through the bottom and sides of the curtain; however, they had dimmed since it was early evening light. He was comp...
Anal sex. I know guys love it. Guys seem to always want a girl's ass, or at least, all of my boyfriends have always wanted to try anal with me. There must be something about a guy forcing his cock up a girl's tightest, most private hole that they like. Certainly I've never felt as vulnerable, as submissive, as when I have my legs up in the air and a guy is s...
She had fought the urges for so long. She had dreamed and fantasized about taking a bare cock while she was in her fertile time. It was the one idea she obsessed over... This passion for 'Playing The Game' had cost her several boyfriends. None of them were man enough to want to plow her fertile fields. To prove their worth by exploding deep inside her and f...
Hi, I'm Amy. My last name changes throughout this story, so that's all I'll call myself. This is a story of good and bad choices. My story starts when I was just out of college, with a finance degree from Georgetown (with twelve additional credits in Masters Level courses). I don't know why I went to Georgetown because I'm not Catholic and it's very expensi...
Submitted to literotica.com by the author. * Keme saw movement out of the corner of his eye. Without turning his head, he moved his eyes to get a look. It was that kid again, the one that couldn't tell nightmares from visions, Vumanesco. Keme moved his eyes back to the target and released his arrow. That annoying kid had been fluttering about since early...
NOTE: The Coeds is a series of short stories (some longer than others) about the sexual exploits of six freshman girls at a fictional college. The stories are organized by character, and, occasionally, the same story is told from multiple perspectives (see separate Overview of Characters). Although it draws inspiration from real-life events (and some of the...
Jezebel leaned back against the mounds of frilly pillows on the massive bead, a plate of tiny finger cakes glazed in a rich strawberry sauce lay next to her on a large silver platter. a tall glass of ice cold milk on the night stand next to her and a book in her hands. Beatrix had recommended she try reading a book to help her relax and she sent her favorite...
DISCLAIMER: I have no idea if specified equipment can be used in the manner described safely. This is, after all, a fantasy. ***** She reclined in my passenger seat of my Dodge Magnum. Her skin was flushed, and her breathing was faster than normal. I reached for her left hand and held it. "You can still call this off. Little one." "No. I am ready." I...