Author's note: the following story is pure fiction and any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental. This story contains explicit material; any reader who is not over the age of 18 must exit now. * "So, Freddie, where are you from?" I asked the swarthy-skinned but clean and clean-shaven young man standing at a studio microphone. I was the host of...
Dear Literotica Readers: Some random thoughts, in no particular order, about my story that don't seem to fit into my narrative but should help you know me better, which should help you understand the themes of my transition stories... Thank you to all of the people that have left me positive comments. I haven't been writing the stories for public approval;...
A few summers ago my bf M and I were hanging out at the local "clothing optional" beach a bit. I only ever went topless until this day. There were a few people on the beach - mainly older guys, but the occasional young person and another couple about our age. We put up a little sun-tent about halfway to the water and got ready to go for a swim. As always, I...
Inspired by Sue Grafton’s alphabetical series. Chase Abernathy was exhausted. A combination of a heavy meal and a long flight had conspired to make him feel as if he’d just completed a triathlon. His shoulders ached from carrying his on-flight bags, his legs were sore from standing most of the day and his mind was numb from the effort of completing and pre...
The following morning... Lauren woke up to find herself alone in bed. She could hear her master pottering around in a cupboard in the hallway, but didn't move. She knew that if he wanted her - in any sense of the word - he would call for her. Minutes later he re-entered the room. He was carrying a blindfold she was all too familiar with and a bottle of mas...
Whenever I'm off duty, I'm liable to get into some type of adventure. Who am I? I am Troy Shane, a sergeant with the Massachusetts State Police. I was walking around the Boston Public Library when I saw this tall, plump jet-black honey with a big butt. She was walking around strutting her stuff. A Black chick with a pretty face, thick body and a fat ass. Def...
Note from the Authoress: I have not included this story in the Julie Journal's, as it is entirely fantasy and written for a very dear friend of mine. I would suggest that you read part 1 to give you the background to this part. * * * * * * * * * * Penny sat at the table staring at the phone. Her ass was burning from the anal fucking she had enjoyed over t...
It's been a long day of bullshit in the office followed by an hour sitting in traffic to get home. You are ready to for a cold beer and some down time. You see my car in your driveway when you turn onto the street. A smile creeps across your face and you think this may be exactly what you need after the day you've had. You walk in the door expecting to see m...
I woke up to the slight creaking of my bedroom door. With the lights off and windows shut, it took me a moment to adjust to the dark. A willowy figure stood still at the door like a ghost out to haunt me. "Whose there?" I inquired groggily. "Hi, Dan." That voice was all too familiar. "Hi, Liz?" I sat up on the bed and switched on my bed lamp, suddenly ale...
My husband was becoming thirty-four. Shane's a beautiful man, gorgeous body, perfect skin, gentle and strong. When we met, we were virgins. One our wedding day, we were virgins. We'd had some virtual sex while he was so far away finishing college, and we'd modeled our bodies (untouchable), laid beside each other naked in my parent's spare room, me dangling...