"But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game." –Rolling Stones * * * * * All good things come to an end. And so, like the sacking of Atlanta, there's really nothing more we can do here, gentle reader. The bill has arrived, the chairs need to be put up, and the lights are dimming. Dinner is done. Ah, but wait, we are forgetting one of the rules of d...
Freshly showered after an early morning run on the beach Nick Benson prepared to hit the book. He knew Willa was downstairs with baby Grace fixing breakfast. Before locking himself in his office Nick decided it was time to wake the troublemaker. Pounding on Jesse's door he waited until his son creaked open his door in his underwear. Squinting at his dad Nic...
As I came in to land, I folded my wings, settling lightly on the balls of my feet. The path was rough, small stones and twigs pressing through my thin soles. I looked around. It was getting dark, and I could feel that the breeze was cooling. I gave the little shrug that I'd been taught, and my wings vanished, leaving me with only a slight tingling between m...
I am Naren. I am a masseur in a Bangkok hotel. I can give a massage, but rarely do my clients want massage. My job goes deeper. I have figured earlier in these chronicles in the story Jump Starting Love, Bangkok Style. I have had many interesting experiences. I will narrate one of them. Most often my clients are middle-aged couples. Two women, and sometimes...
As instructed, I arrive at the cafe wearing a dress and high-heeled boots, and underneath a non-padded bra, lacy knickers and stockings. I am excited, but also nervous, about meeting you for the first time. We have been chatting online for a week or so and I have been insistent about our first meeting being in a public place and only for a chat, for safety r...
As you remember my last story about our neighbors Charles and Monique and his enormous cock. We would spend one or two Saturday's a month having dinner either at their home or ours. Depending on our moods we may be naked or not but quite often the conversation turned sexual. We learned a lot about their sexuality and they about ours. Usually after they left...
Fleetcloud Hippostein felt her long orange hair fluttering in the cold wind as she waited for the train heading to Grand Central Terminal. She was unsure whether it was a compliment directed at her when the man in a thick coat, scarf and navy gloves and a navy fedora said, "Nice tits"; the Tutor Computer had not covered that particular greeting - or was it a...
The premise behind this story is true. When I emailed my wife about what I was watching she suggested I post the experience on literotica. This surprised me as I don't think this is a site she reads. My wife (whom I truly adore) and I are going through an adventure in expanding our love, intimacy, and communication both in and out of the bedroom after being...
Bree thought it was a simple, but brilliant plan. So much so she now wished it was her idea. The appeal was it was up to her- the effort and reward, the time it took- it could all happen to suit her. It had started after the Christmas holidays. Bree had bumped into Charlie while shopping for groceries, and noticed how lean and fit he was looking. For her pa...
As promised the erotica starts in this chapter! We used some names of our favorite animes, movies, and games. Most I'm sure you will recognize. But the story is all original and entirely ours. WE DO NOT OWN A FEW NAMES IN THIS SERIES ALL COPYRIGHT'S BELONG TO THEIR MAKERS. WE USED THEM FOR ENJOYMENT PURPOSES ONLY. Please enjoy our story and leave feedbac...