Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Mickie James, Trish Stratus or any WWE stars for that matter. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ****** Trish Stratus had been riding high into Wrestlemania 22. She was a six time WWE women's champion, and had held the title for over a year now, solidifying herself as one of t...
Author's Note: For the purposes of this alternate version of the ending, assume that the treaty signed in Ch 10 was much more severe, with Jeanette abdicating her throne in favor of Turogg and pledging to be his slave-wife. It is more in lines with what I had originally planned for the ending, except for the epilogue which takes the story in a different dire...
I sat in my room gripping my erect cock as the pictures were displayed on my computer screen. It had taken me ages to get all the pictures but now I had I was intending to enjoy them whenever I could. The first few were all my female friends smiling and posing, the next few were from the beach, all of them in swimsuits and then came the ones I'd had to work...
There is no feeling quite like the one I get when I'm drilling my cock into the tight asshole of a big white woman. Which probably explains why I'm virtually addicted to it. Let's face it, the plump chicks in the hood are always acting bitchy because they desperately need some dick, preferably deep down where the sun doesn't shine, and they're not getting it...
le Sulaiman, Shanti, and Sneha were enjoying their three-way fuck, Shanti knew that this interlude was not enough and she needed more and what could be this more – her ass was tingling and lying on the mat next to the duo – she realized the hunk was immature for a real good afternoon siesta erotic anthology and Shanti wanted a long drawn erotic adventure and...
Cold morning fog hung low in the air as I made my way out to deliver newspapers that January night. The time was about 2am and I was a little early. I sometimes regret ever taking on this business. The rising cost of fuel was killing me and my car was falling apart, but there was something that drew me to it. There was one incident in particular that occurre...
Karla and I had been married for about 5 years when we moved from our sleepy home town to the state capital. A promotion at work had forced us to move and Karla to leave her job, both of which pleased her. At 25 Karla was keen to experience life in a big city and she was more than happy to have some time off work to explore the "Big Smoke". About 2 weeks af...
Author's note: This story will be my 50th submission to Literotica. As such, I'd like to take a moment to thank all of my readers who have taken the time to send feedback, be it good, bad or ugly. You have sent me writing tips, constructive criticism, harsh rebukes, high praise, story ideas and a few of you have become on-line friends. I love you all, but sp...
The year is 2020 all sorts of new inventions have been created. The time machine in which John Paul traveled was from the year 2002. He had no idea what was in store upon his arrival to the future. His machine carried him into a large bedroom. It was a very lovely room done in pinks and light blues. The bed was enormous in size, 4 times the size of any he...
I was walking back to my office after lunch when, passing two young girls, I heard one of them say, "Could you spare five dollars, mister?" I stopped and looked at them. They looked about eighteen, were dark-haired and well dressed. In fact they were the best dressed beggars I'd ever seen. "You have got to be kidding," I said, and starting to walk on. But t...