Hidden within a cluster of brightly shimmering stars a small green planet was quietly minding its own business when three well-dressed goons shimmered into existence. Mary, James and Boat girl stepped out of the dim blue light of the scanner and took a deep breath of the alien air; it was sweet, like a flowery disinfectant. James hadn't worn pants in a ver...
I've got to say, camping in the wilderness just does it for me. There's something about the outdoors, stars overhead, fresh air, a huge dose of un-civilization, that is good for my soul and that has drawn me to locations from Hawaii to Minnesota to Florida. For me, it doesn't get much better than being alone next to a fire I've built, near a hammock or tent...
Chapter Five—Six months later I rode the Hog back to the campground and was soon at the RV. I stepped off and made sure that the stand was down. I had screwed up once and let it fall over. I didn't mind the scratched paint as much as learning how to stand it back up. That thing is heavy! Then I loosened my leathers and took of the skull cap I wore as a hel...
This story and the others about my adventures with my ex-wife Jackie (not her real name) are all basically true. This first one took place about 20 years ago. My ex-wife Jackie and I first started involving other people in our sex lives back in the prehistoric days of the internet, when all there was were the chatrooms on good old CompuServe. Back then, it...
I looked around, there was no one nearby. All our friends were off exploring. "Have you ever been fingered?" I asked her daringly. She was my girlfriend now, but I wasn't sure how far she'd gone with other guys before. She hesitated then nodded yes. I was immediately both jealous and hard. "Stephan?" I asked. She'd been with him for almost a year before h...
"Dad? Can we do something fun this weekend? You know, like we did when Mom was alive?" He stopped typing and looked over at his son. "Yeah. Of course we can, buddy. What were you thinking about doing?" It took all the self-control he had not to tear up. She'd been gone close to two years now and yet he still thought of her every day. So much so he found it...
This is another true story, probably the last one (for now) worth writing about. I have been fucked while dressed 19 times to date. Not nearly as many times as I'd like (as I type this though, I have an ad posted on Craigslist again and hoping for another memorable story to relay to my readers), 9 of which were with a regular I had for a short time, and was...
So, since you clicked here, it's entirely likely you're one of the many married guys on Lit who are on the horns of a dilemma: You're straight, but you're really curious about the idea of sucking a big hard cock. Maybe you get turned on by the "pals go camping and get sweaty in the tent" stories. Perhaps the steamy tales about manly blowjobs in the health c...
Jonathan spent the rest of the day, and into the evening working in the basement. He only went upstairs when needed. It was after the children went to bed, that Susan slowly, pensively walked down the steps, seeking him as he meandered through rooms cluttered with building material, still planning his work for the next days. For moments that seemed like h...
Musings, Memories and a Plan Ann opened her eyes at first light, wondered where she was. Her eyes traced the rough-hewn logs that formed the roof of the cabin. Lying half-covered next to Gerry she looked across the way at the sleeping, unclad forms of Laura and Pat, beginning to recall the details of the previous night. "Oh my fucking god" she mused, "this...