A few weeks later, they re-grouped at the dungeon. The first change that sprung into Jana's eyes was how well Bob controlled the Orcogre. The movements of the huge machine looked almost life-like! "Hey Jana, good to see you!" Tom beamed. "Likewise. Damn, Bob really got into controlling this beast!" "Indeed! Looks much more natural now, right? No stumblin...
CHAPTER 8 [Rachel] Turning towards the wrecked door of Michael's penthouse, Rachel sauntered back towards the bedroom, looking for her clothes. In truth, she was still digesting what had happened. Just yesterday, she had been a successful, hot woman, bordering on cougar-hood, and still out on the prowl for the man that would be her lifelong companion. Toda...
Author's Note: Mrs. B's Story, Part 1 was one of the first stories I posted here at Literotica. I've received more requests for a follow up (and more positive feedback, thanks!) for that story than anything else I've written. For the longest time I had no ideas that worked out for a Part 2. And then the phrase "Two weeks of HELL!" popped into my head. The...
"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) "I don't mind that most people think I'm really obese," she murmured to me as she started to slide out of her muumuu. "But I want you to know the truth. I want you to know the real me. I hope you don't mind my little deception." She was grinnin...
In Ch. 1, I met a mature lady, Emma, who became my lover; she left for Florida in October 1963; before she left, she introduced me to Bev. November 1963: I had not heard from Emma since she moved to Florida; I assumed she was busy with her new life. Two weeks after Emma left for Florida, on a Wednesday evening, I went to Charly’s. After I sat at the bar, I...
For several reasons, among which are the price of gasoline and the size of his winter gut, Hubby decided to walk to work to the harbor in the morning. To give himself even more exercise, he went the long way, the primitive road through the bush around the airstrip. He was a little apprehensive about meeting a hungry spring bear, but the longer walk was worth...
I woke up the next day with a big smile on my face. I had no plans for the day, so decided to head back to the nude beach. I threw the covers off and got up, checking out my naked body in the mirror before putting on my sun dress. I liked checking myself out; my full breasts, round ass, trimmed dark pubes leading to my slit. I loved my body, and after the pr...
Wherein Mr. Smith, struggling valiantly to regain consciousness from his comatose state, does imagine some most delicious interludes betwixt and between. Possibly because of my continuing coma (in my more lucid moments I was convinced it was either this or an adolescent alien abduction fantasy) or perhaps just by having had the essence of my soul's manhood...
When he opened his eyes, Coach Blue had no idea where he was; it was dark and he'd not yet gotten used to the darkness. He knew one thing; he was lying down in a bed. A very comfortable bed for that matter. There was a small light shining through a window to his left. It had to be coming either from a street lamp or a porch light. A porch light! He had bee...
After Carl and Monica left, Jessica and I took it easy just relaxing and drinking. I went inside and blended up a pitcher of frozen daiquiris. Warm weather and cold drinks go great together. We were well on our way to a good buzz when Jessica said she was getting hungry. I went inside and called the pizza parlor. They said the pie would arrive in forty-five...