MF, MM, MMF, FMF, Fetishes: sexual role-playing, cross-dressing, domination and submission, and pain. The youngest person in this story is a 19 year old receptionist. 4Play has given me permission to make modifications and additions to his story "Date Night." I changed the title to "Fantasy Weekend." I also added the first paragraph to chapter 1, deleted...
Hey all, book two. Similar to the first, with one group sex scene. There's also a bit more action in book two. The third may take longer than usual when I go on a tear and put a trilogy up on Literotica. Feeling a bit under the weather, so I haven't even started it yet, but I have it planned out and it will be coming. Obligatory warning - Copyright 2020....
The plane, a twenty four year old, twin propellered Sentinel was two hours late in taking off from Tutuila International Airport, more affectionately known as Pago Pago Café, Samoa. It had been a radio fault that caused the delay and with the control tower's permission had begun to roll down the apron preparatory to lining up at the far end of the runway for...
Innocence The sun, its warmth, the sound of ocean waves, the sand and the breeze all let me know I was nowhere near home. As I laid out in the heat and let my skin feel alive once again, I kept my eyes closed and thought about how much I needed this vacation. It was overdue and I mentally made a note not to let it happen again. I had let myself get so deep...
Aside from a mixup with names for our transportation from the airport to the resort, our travel went without a hitch. Once we got there we were pretty impressed. The place was nice. The hotel and all buildings on the compound were brand new. The resort was open to the public during the day for all things non-hotel related; all the stores and restaurants and...
~New Mexico, 1870's~ Chapter 1: A Stranger Rides In A dead Indian hung from the limb of a cottonwood over a dry creek bed. There was a flurry of large wings as a rider slowly approached, and reddish-colored hawks lifted their engorged bodies sluggishly into the air with a chorus of kreeing sounds and began to circle leisurely overhead. John Green clicked...
Paul turned up the collar of his light jacket and stuck his hands in its pockets to ward off the chill of the bitter wind that had come with the late November dusk. This part of the city was unknown to him. He had been walking the streets aimlessly since mid-afternoon trying to recover after having his heart and dreams shattered. The day had been warm and s...
This is a bodyswap story with a twist. The erotica in this tale focuses exclusively on straight sex (a rarity for my works, I know) though there are homosexual elements to the story because of how the plot develops. If you're looking for an instant erotica fix, this probably isn't the story for you but I guarantee it pays off eventually. This is my first ent...
Author's Note: I have never enjoyed writing a story as much as this one. I drew upon my experience as a massage therapist and USCG-licensed boat captain. I did 'invent' Total Massage and had several clients who received them, all married women, a few of them for more than 5 years each. To the best of my knowledge, their husbands did not know about the type o...
Synopsis Steve and Lorna recall how they found each other through their mutual desire to have sex while tied up and gagged, their mutual love of wearing ballet clothing and ballet shoes, and their mutual fetish for white plimsolls and ankle socks, and how they realised that their desires and fetishes were the keys to deeper understanding of each other, and...