Author's Note: Thanks to Sexy Geek for editing the manuscript. A second pair of eyes catches a lot of mistakes. Commentators on my first effort were correct on this point. ***** Ten on Saturday morning at Sail Bay in Mission Bay in San Diego was a standard meeting time for the little group to assemble. They towed their catamarans, set them up and launche...
Once I had a pen pal. He seemed like such a really nice man. I found him right here on Literotica. I had been looking for a story to read, perhaps something that was more romantic than graphic. Then for the first time I happened to scroll down the page below the stories and noticed the bulletin board. I clicked on there and saw lots of young studs looking fo...
Arinna couldn’t believe the situation she now found herself in. “Stupid, stupid girl,” she muttered to herself under her breath. “You just had to walk back to the hotel and not take a carriage. You’re going to get everything you deserve for this foolishness, and you know it.” “But of course you are, my dear. That’s what you’re here for,” came a deep, chuckl...
It's funny how some things you remember clearly while others vanish without a trace. Like driving home: there are days when I'd remember every detail of the trip and others when I'd just find myself in my driveway without remembering a single thing. The latter was how I found myself following Shyla. The last thing I remembered was sitting with her in the...
Feathery, silken kisses traveled along the sensitive front of Paul's erection causing him to moan delightfully within dreamland. Gwen whispered to him, urging and drawing out pleasure with sultry words he loved to hear, "Yes baby…your cock is the biggest…I like it deep inside and love the way it throbs against my lips…can you cum for me?...
"Can I get you anything?" she said with a slight smile. "Sure, let me have a bourbon and ginger ale." I replied. She turned and walked back up the aisle. I leaned over and looked at her as she walked away. I just love flight attendants. She had a tight ass and a cute sway as she walked. I envisioned her sweet ass covered in a tight pair of silk panties. I ha...
Daniel trusted. Brandi busted. Miss Conaway flustered. (This is the fourth and final installment in the Texas Heat series.) I behaved myself for a few days. It's not good for a spankee to get greedy, and anyway my ass needed a rest. So I settled into a tranquil routine. How was I to know that my brilliant husband would set me up for an extraordinary night f...
He never should have been with her. As I see it he was always mine. I just had to show him. It took a little bit of time... okay, it took a LOT of time. But it was worth it. He needed me to show him how to be loved right and she wasn't the one to do it. Well, let me start from what I guess is the beginning. The day I met him; Michael. This wonderful and tal...
Author's note: The following is an alternate ending to Ahazura's Zero, Fifty, or One Hundred. ***** I'm joking! I'm joking! Don't click away yet! This story is the result of a writing challenge that I gave to myself at the beginning of the summer. The challenge was to write a serial drama with multiple characters and multiple (sometimes interweaving) plot...
Please feel free to read "A Story of My Slaves - Part One" before proceeding. Also keep in mind that my stories tend to climax at the end, so please be sure to read everything. In part one I received as part of a sorority initiation ritual a slave which I could have do anything but give me sexual favors unless she agreed upon them. Fortunately, after publicl...