Jill and her friend come to visit. My wife, Beth, had been telling me all week how she'd be giving me a blow job when we had a break over the weekend. Things had been busy and our chances to get together hadn't been coming together for a few weeks so her prompting had me more than ready. In fact I was so horny it was nuts. So I was not at all pleased when S...
"Senator, I..." "Call me Ted or uncle Ted if you like, young lady. What were you saying?" "You want to have sex with me, don't you, uncle Ted?" "Isn't that what you're here on my boat for? I mean you've been shaking that little ass of yours at me back at the marina for the last two weeks!" "I really like older men." The deliciously well appointed young b...
The train moved slowly out of Haslemere station gaining momentum as we headed towards Portsmouth. I had been joined by India and China, the daughters of my good friends. They attended school in the Haslemere area and this was them returning for the weekend. They’d bounded towards me, both still in uniform and hugged me with girlish enthusiasm. I hadn’t seen...
For those not in the know, Jenny was a woman brought to the attention of the budding ENF community by her husband many years ago. Voluptuous but shy, gorgeous but clumsy, she's become a bit of a folk heroine in certain internet circles. She's been stripped out of more outfits than most women even own, always to her shock and embarrassment. For those who lov...
Jean-Yves could not stand receptions. He did not derive any pleasure from the small talk and the shallowness of exchanges, and he was put off by the artificial politeness that accompanied welcomes and introductions, the unspoken lines of taboos when it came to topics of politics, religion, and anything else covered under the umbrella of political correctness...
[#][?][#][?] The traffic was bad in Brooklyn again. The red van stood still amongst the other cars, vans and trucks. Super Mario Bros. Plumbing was printed on the side, along with a picture of two jumping cartoon men. There was a catchy little tune playing on the radio. Mario sat behind the wheel with a bored look on his face. He was a fat Italian man in...
Every man who has ever lived has a weakness. The man who disagrees is a bold faced liar. My name is Samuel Chambers and I was born in the City of Montreal, Quebec, to a Haitian immigrant father and a white Canadian mother. I consider myself as Canadian as anyone. I got a story to share with you, ladies and gentlemen. I want to tell you about how I met my wif...
The door of the limousine finally slammed closed, sealing Magenta inside and the baying hordes of paparazzi outside the car. She flopped back onto the seat and let out a breath of sheer exhaustion and relief that the evening was over and another premiere was behind her. Scarlet was always amused by the fact that there were millions of people who would have s...
Sheeeit!! This was going to hurt. The thought flew through my mind as I struggled for control. I stared out of the screen as the ship hurtled its way through the stratosphere on a sure fire collision course with this world. I knew that I was so far off the beaten stellar highway that I was going to be the proverbial Robinson Crusoe, marooned in space. I fo...
Author's note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Rece...