Sunday - All Aboard Dawn's Early Light Ophelia wakened slowly in the yacht cabin and stretched her arms above her head with a wide yawn. A single sheet covered her naked body, mounded over her generous breasts. The ship was tied up securely to the dock in their home port. Restless wavelets washed gently against the hull. The early morning birds chirped to...
This story is classified in the science fiction section so, yes, it is not at all realistic. If a story that is pure science fiction is unappealing to you, you should not read this story as you will be very disappointed. Invisibility is, of course, not feasible (the rationale and mechanisms for the invisibility in the current story was obtained through The I...
"Here? Now?" There was disbelief in the girl's voice, as if she'd misunderstood. As if she'd misheard. As if she'd misinterpreted her new station. It was as if the conversation that had preceded the instruction had been a purely rhetorical exercise, or as if they'd been talking about someone else. She couldn't possibly comply. Not here. Not now. Abigail...
Author's note: I have chosen to leave this as one long story rather than submit it in parts that I sometimes find distracting. My hope is that some might turn the "pages" only as far as they find satisfying while others might prefer to follow it to the end. It's how I like to read them here. * My wife, Judy, and I have been engaging lately in exposing her...
This story concerns primarily voyeurism and exhibitionism, the section in which it was placed. However, there is also a quality of first time. It was based in part on personal experience, as well as fantasy. Both characters in this story, Leon and Patricia, are at least eighteen years old. I hope you enjoy their story! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Leon...
-- CHAPTER 3: The Party -- *** *MAY* I grunted and gripped her tight ass harder, pulling her body against me despite the viscous resistance surrounding us. Her long, lithe legs were scissored behind me, holding her own weight while she thrashed in our lovemaking. I grunted again and really began to pound her. Our movements were slow, but powerful and ste...
Deftly backing the trailer into the spot where the guard said to, I climb down from the tractor, unlatch the fifth wheel, disconnect the air and electrical lines, and lower the landing gear. "Damn," I mutter, looking at the darkening sky, "I hope it doesn't start to rain!" Climbing back in the cab, I pick up the satellite unit I use to communicate with the c...
This story is a rewrite of events that occurred in 1979, before AIDS and shaved pussies, but after birth control pills and the free love generation. It's relatively long in the build up, but that build-up period was a big part of the most exciting time in my sexual life. I hope I convey some of that excitement to you. ----------------------------------- A...
The City Of Angels, Spring 2008 Chapter 30. Marta Arrives (Note: Chapters 32, 33, 34, 35 and 36 are mainly sex. There is no violence in this part.) After an hour of cleaning at the Fort I was off to the Batcave and the Casa. At the same time Courm, the indian who lives as my Casa, was at LAX with a limo picking up Marta, my aunt who raised me like a mothe...
This story is the result of a joint effort by two authors, 'mannydcamp' and 'traceekies' (trace_ekies on literotica.com). Although both authors have a number of other stories published on this site, Downhill Racer was submitted to literotica.com by mannydcamp and to eroticstories.com by traceekies. If you like Downhill Racer you will probably like 'Sunrise a...