Thanks to those that have personally corresponded with me since my last published offering. It reminds me that we are all people with earnest - though obviously differing - opinions and not just faceless automated entities. The names in this story have been made up, mostly from lists of the 100 most popular names, and are all intended to be entirely fiction...
Disclaimers: This tale's fictional fuckers are over 18 and avoid condoms. Tags: bisexual, mature, multiracial, impregnation, harem, fuckfest, school, lucky guy, reality-based, Kansas. If you object, stop reading. Voices and details may be unreliable. Opinions may not be the author's. Comments are demanded. Enjoy! ***** HAREM-SCAREM *****(such a lucky lad)...
Part IV Chapter 32 ____________________________________ Lloyd Callahan wasn't quite frantic, yet, but it had been five months since he'd last seen his son, and that had been just after the premiere of Imogen's concerto. Harry had changed. Sara's murder had done something he'd never expected would happen to his boy: Harry appeared to have simply given up....
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...
"Hi, Katrina. Um, Sir said...tonight...I will be..." Parineeti started awkwardly as Katrina opened the door. "Come, come." Katrina moved aside. "Hi Katty!" Kareena entered with Parineeti and hugged Katrina. "Hi Bebo!" Katrina smiled her lovely filmstar smile and hugged her back. Parineeti's eyes opened wide as the girls kissed each other on the lips...
Though bursting with youthful energy and so happy to be in company of such a sexually charged and liberated, mature lady Padma aunty, I had my limits, was tired and after one deep and long ramming of her cunt, I passed off. When I got up in the morning, a sweating Padma aunty was busy exercising on the floor. She signaled me to be silent and gestured towar...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: There's no way to hide it, this story is long. But please sit back and let it unfold. There's a LOT of explicit sex (isn't that why you read Literotica?) but things don't heat up immediately. I don't write "wham bam, thank you ma'am" stories. If you invest the time, you'll find that the story will handsomely repay your investment. If you're im...
Author's Note: The incidents described here in fact happened a long while after Shyam & Kajal's last tryst in her apartment (see Shyam, Savita Bhabhi & Kajal, Ch. 11). However, it would take a really long time to explain the circumstances that brought them all together again and I might in the process also unavoidably give away some clues about the identitie...
Chapter 41: The Horny Tom Breakfast on the terrace. A turning point. Bruce had arranged the barbeque area in the same fashion as the one in his yard. The banquet table was a bit larger though, easily seating around thirty people. There was another innovation. One of the new girls was helping him with the cooking, he was obviously teaching her his me...
I lay Swati down in bed and wiped her mouth, thighs and pussy with a damp towel. A shiver ran through her frame, so I covered her naked body with a sheet and lay down on my side next to her, my head propped up on one hand. "My God, Swati! That was the most incredible thing that ever happened to me. Where did you learn to do that?" I asked, running my finger...