"Would you ever fuck a black guy?" I asked my wife Samantha as we lay in bed fooling around and watching amateur porn videos. We had been married for more than 20 years and our sex life had grown stale. In an effort to spice things up I'd recently confessed to her that I sometimes fantasized about her with other men. I'd long been terrified of telling her my...
My name is Subhiyah Karim-Adul. A young woman of Saudi Arabian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I attend the legendary Carleton University, where I study Criminal Justice. I recently became a Canadian citizen by process of naturalization and I want to work in Provincial Law Enforcement someday. That's if the bigots of the Conservati...
My name is John Hancock. I thought I knew who I was. You see, about five years back I found myself in the City of Los Angeles, California. Living the life of a renegade superhero, half-hated and half-worshipped by the denizens of Southern California. Is it me or does California have a love-hate relationship with brothers in general? Before OJ Simpson became...
Would you rather have sex in sixty seconds or read a less than 2,000 word sexy story in a minute? It sounds absurd, doesn't it, doing one over the other, and doing either within the time frame of a minute? Yet, this is Literotica.com, an erotic story reading and writing site, where impossible sexual feats are accomplished, the memory of which are recorded a...
The gallery opening was not very crowded, so I quickly noticed the slender young woman examining one of the better paintings. She was of the type I find most appealing: small in physique, almost flat chested, with bright gray eyes and soft chestnut, slightly wavy hair below her shoulders. Her skin had a warm glow; her expression was serious, almost grave. Sh...
Hey, there. My name is Fancy Jeannine Etienne. I'm a young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I attend Carleton University, which I constantly prowl while looking for sexy, well-hung men of all races. I am a Criminology student by day and a wanton sexual explorer and dominatrix by night. I recently discovered th...
"Sex Object" continuation of "No Act of Kindness Goes Unpunished" Yes, I hankered for Akemi to go down on me after we finished talking about the message she'd received by snail-mail from the online acquaintance who wanted to take things further between them, had in fact gone too far on his own by sending that envelope- beside the letter and a few photos,...
Traci shakes her head, spraying sweet perspiration over the couch. “No, Never. This was my first time. My first fuck was horrible, but this was fantastic. How about you, Karla? How many young girls have you had?” Karla blushes and admits, “This is my first time, too. But it won’t be my last. Don’t get me wrong. Fucking my husband is wonderful, but t...
"Wait, what?" I asked. I almost pointed in the direction of the retreating Seamus; who had turned out to be Eric in disguise. Of course Bolthos didn't know that, so I turned it into an idle gesture; circling my finger in the air like an idiot. "How do you NOT know who the Master is? Tall guy? Muscles? Grey eyes? Magic?" "The guy you've been living with," Bo...
1. Amy, her eyes cartoon blue, devil in a blue jogging suit blue, West palm white sky beach blue, a father who loved Churchill and George W., blue. Amy in her knee length skirt, adjusting herself in the mirror, while I squirmed in the moist bed, still sweaty from stank breath morning sex. Amy in her blue jogging shorts, stretching in front of the mirror, wh...