While Chris was visiting me, the sex was practically non-stop. We did it on the front porch numerous times, the kitchen counter, the back patio, in the laundry room, and at least once in every room of the house, not counting the bedroom, where to count how often would be impossible. We could not get enough of each other. We were consumed with passion, and ev...
This was inspired by an author of Literotica. Thank you for the inspiration Sparrow. * My name is Sierra and I lived next to the Jones' Family for about two years before actually getting to know their eldest son, Craig. We chatted on messenger on and off at first, then we became close after he had a fall out one night with his then girlfriend, Melissa. I...
Walking along the trail the next moonrise with Silas was awkward and the conversation was forced. The light spilled out over the lightly forested countryside and even cast our shadows out before us as we clipped along in silence, giving up with the talk and concentrating on making distance. The lovemaking we shared that morning weighed heavily upon my mind a...
copyright 2010 by madengineer3 Note to the reader: Grace and Isadora were first introduced in my story "Binding Contracts". * "It all seemed so simple and straight forward at first. My partner and I were some of the best in the business. I was an extremely good con artist, and my partner was fair at the con but not afraid to use real muscle on someone if...
It's been a year since you last held me in your arms. I can remember the last day. Hell – I can remember the first day. Your arms – the safest and best place to be. I don't remember the day I met you, but I remember the first day I noticed you. A school day, my first day with duties as a prefect I guess. I just couldn't believe you were at my school – coul...
Spring is always a time of hope and renewal. This had been the first time Janet had sat down at the piano since Tom had gone. It was like she had been in denial, afraid to play the melodies that had once so enraptured him, lest her emotions got the better of her and the awful pain of loneliness would consume her once again. He so used to enjoy her playing....
I stayed there looking at her eyes, her beautiful silver blue eyes. Hera was a small woman with many curves. With D-cup breast and a beautifully round butt. Could I really tolerate her being with another man at all? I got jealous with her just being around Edward. I was confused about what to chose. I would be her feeder regardless of which she chose because...
I know it's been awhile. I do intend to finish this story, but I still have a way to go. If you're reading this and haven't read the other chapters the characters might be a bit hard to follow so you might want to start at the beginning. That being said some characters that seem to be taking a bit of a Non Consensual/Reluctance turn, although there is no...
We don't have orgasms from penal penetration so surly we must be frigid. Isn't that the way it's been for centuries. I thought that notion disappeared back in the 60's, but it surely must be true as so many women writers here at Literotica claim they have these wondrous, marvelous throw me on the floor spread my legs and fuck me orgasm. I surely must be a fr...
Thirty-three years ago, or thereabouts, I lost a friend. It didn't occur to me at the time that it would happen, but it has, and it is now one of my greatest regrets. I really hadn't wanted to admit it for all these years, but I ruined a wonderful relationship with a person who would have made a marvelous life-long friend. How did I do that? It was quite sim...