A couple of the chapters in my story "Life With My Step-Daughter" has brought me some e-mails about my experiences in male-male relationships. Most of these exchanges are from guys who say that they are straight but have been wondering what it would be like. This is a true story about a fantasy that me and my ex-wife wanted to fulfill. *********************...
Julie sat on the soft chair in the reception area and flicked casually through the magazine. It was a generic women's magazine and held no real interest to her critical eye, though she did enjoy the various pictures of famous actresses and singers who were perceived as "hot". They didn't impress her; they didn't even know what "hot" was. Now someone with the...
Kendra Mercer untied the strings of her Missoni bikini and let them fall away from her shoulders, leaving the tiny triangles of fabric perfectly balanced on her firm, perky breasts. She let her body sink into the plush, cushioned lounge chair with an indulgent little sigh. Life was almost perfect. After several years of dating Luke Prescott, the son of one...
Fluid Swallower The name of this story was inspired by one of my fans and jolted a memory about how I got into the kink of piss play. If this kink is not to your taste, then click back on your browser. Please do not read it, get to the end, and provide rambling, incomprehensible, and anonymous feedback, overflowing with spelling and grammatical errors, te...
Chapter IV Officer John Rodgers opened his eyes. It was 5:55. The sun was rising on the horizon in a rancid, filthy alley in Anacostia, a section of Southeast Washington, DC, known for its high incidence of violent crime. Rodgers was staring down at the teenager he had just subdued seconds ago at gun point. He was, to say the least, nonplused. What in Hel...
Chapter IV Officer John Rodgers opened his eyes. It was 5:55. The sun was rising on the horizon in a rancid, filthy alley in Anacostia, a section of Southeast Washington, DC, known for its high incidence of violent crime. Rodgers was staring down at the teenager he had just subdued seconds ago at gun point. He was, to say the least, nonplused. What in Hel...
This is my most difficult story to date; difficult to write, difficult to read. The sex is intense; the violence, more so. Most men will not have the patience to sit through it; it takes too long to get to "the good parts". Most women will not have the stomach for it; in places, it hits too close to home. I don't know whom that might leave as an audience, bu...
Permission to publish on the Literotica web-site is granted. No other rights granted without the author's written permission. (This multi-part story is the reenactment of a series of imaginary weekly erotic telephone conversations (phone sex) carried on over a period of time between a married woman and her best friend's husband. The language is descriptive,...
Please see the first episode entitled "Gloria's Transformation -- the Gym" for the story of her genetic transformation into a gorgeous, voluptuous, totally uninhibited nymphomaniac, with many perverse sexual impulses, including hypersexuality, size fetishism, exhibitionism, masochism, voyeurism, androphilia, and submissiveness. She submitted reluctantly for...
*Note to readers: This story is about the fetish of attractive women who smoke. If you hate smoking, please move on to another story. Don't bother telling me about your poor Aunt Millie who died of lung cancer or your Uncle Joe who has emphysema from smoking as it won't change the way I feel one iota. We all die from something. **Intro: My girlfriend, Kay,...