Chapter 2 in the novel The Erotic Writers Festival "He finds himself with his mouth open, trying to remember the rest of the sentence. He sits down on the ground and begins to eat the mango." -- from Oryx and Crake, by Margaret Atwood My lover lives just outside Paris, Ontario, on the road to London, in a region known as New Sweden and -- oddly, perfectly...
Peter woke the next morning and lay still with eyes closed and his breathing rate unchanged. His years of jungle living could not be shaken off as he lay listening carefully to the sounds of gentle tapping at his door. He heard the sounds of someone placing a tray on the bedside table and he knew by the soft footfalls a woman was standing beside his bed. K...
I'd like to thank my editor Wolf Vixen for her help on this story. I wrote this for all the non-jocks, the people who were never good enough to be in the "In" crowd and all the students who studied there asses off, made it and could finally get the last laugh years later. As they say, "This one is for you." I read the announcement and as I did, I reme...
Hi. Madison here. I wanted to share with you all at Literotica a story that my husband wrote as a way to chronicle our interesting life together. It's his POV and I can concur with the parts of the story where I am present. He contends this is all true and frankly, I don't remember as much as he does, but I couldn't walk for almost a week, so I suspect he'...
Conclusion I awoke in the morning as the light streamed in through the window. As I opened my eyes, Caren was watching me. "Good morning, darlin'. I like watching you awaken. You were sleeping so deeply but then you made a little smile and rolled over. What a nice way to wake up." I mumbled something as a response but without that first cup of coffee, I d...
By Dan57 and Riya with characters initially proposed by Jill York News from Brazil I recently received a demand for more adventures for Joan. At the same time, I also received a suggestion from Riya, an Indian expatriate with an unusual background. I decided to offer both of them to meet in Brazil. I haven't really planned a plot and will leave free rein t...
If you read through this one, you might spot some old friends. But don't blink, or you'll miss them! Enjoy readers!~~BrettJ * Mattie Addison looked down at the small plastic object her mom had just placed in her hands. "What is this?" She asked as she looked up at her parent. "What does it look like?" Cybil replied to her daughter. "It looks like your Pl...
Rose looked up as Evan pulled the car into a tree lined layby just around the corner from her sister's house. "Why are we stopping here babe? You can nearly always get parking in front of Sarah's house?" "Because I want a blowie before we go in. Last time we were over here your stuck up bitch of a sister seemed to think she was funny taking the piss out of...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, containing accounts of his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 y...
Troy moved us quickly toward the front entrance. Parked right in front was a stretch limo and when Troy opened the door I wasn't even surprised. The three of us slipped in. Troy got in and we started to move. It was really our first moment alone and both Jennifer and Heather were almost too sexually charged to sit still, they fondled each other and talked ab...