"Hey, Trish? I didn't see any--" My husband stopped dead as he opened the door of the bedroom and saw the two of us there, naked on the bed. His eyes grew so big I almost laughed in spite of everything else I was feeling at that moment. 'Us', was Karen and I. It was Mike's 44th birthday. Karen was his gift. I was the one giving her to him. At least, that w...
Warning: Contains explicit violence Hopefully, you find this story as disturbing to read as it was to write. ============================== Her legs were tingling, begging to flee but her guts were in a knot. Why was her village doing this to her? She wondered if she had done anything wrong and searched her memory to find her guilt. She had only seen him...
Recently, I met a woman named Reiko. Like me, she was born in Japan, and is studying at Oceanview U. I got drafted to work on this project for school with her, and she invited the group of us to come over to her house, so we could get to know each other. We met at a cafe near her house—Prof. Olgren, a nice older lady who worked in Japan when she was young, m...
This story is part of my My Naive Boyfriend series, though it's meant to stand alone. If you haven't read the other two, no worries, I've written this to be understood either way. Also, it's divided into three distinct chunks, in case it's too long for you to want to read at once. Sidenote: most of what I know about Japanese onsens comes from watching (untr...
AN: As a head's up, there's some slight non-consent and reluctance in this chapter. And always, despite the fact that David calls our lead character "kid," everyone in this story is 18 years or older. * They say there's one guy in the world for every girl. One man who'll stand by you through everything and put all the others to shame. He's the kind of guy...
This is a continuation of a story submitted by Whiteone Redone called Suspicion and done with his permission. I liked the story but felt that it left too much unresolved. I usually try to finish my stories with some degree of justice and that's what I tried to do here. This is my ending and not his so any negative comments should be directed to me. The day...
CHAPTER 17 - PLEASURES REVISITED I kept think about Nguyet's diary a lot. I still wanted to read what she had written before we had actually started seeing each other and, as she was pregnant, I wanted to make the most of our remaining time, sex-wise. As we didn't have to worry about her period anymore, I asked her when it would be convenient for me to come...
***Dragons are complex and magical creatures. In Yuan's case, the emphasis is on complex but in many ways, she's a rather charmed individual. Oh, and somehow, in my own inimitable fashion, I've managed to bugger up the parts of the various books. ~sigh~ I knew that would happen. 0_o -------------------- Book of the Dragon Part 10 The next day, Yuan was...
Author’s Note: This is a retelling (from the woman’s point of view) of my husband’s (Lime) story, “The Benefits of Reading,” so if it seems familiar, please bear with me. Yes, I admit it. I’m a slut, but not a drop to my knees for any hard cock slut. No, I’m his slut, my husband’s slut, George’s slut. But it’s our secret. Walking down the street, everyone...
Philip Johnson Prologue An advisory to Literotica readers. This is a very long story involving photography for the first few chapters, and yes I do know that concept has been beat to death. I do hope that i've managed to give that idea a fresh treatment, and you'll stay with the story to see where things go. Good reading, Thornapple. Owen was forty one,...