I thought that I would share with you some memories from 1960's Coventry, England. I was part of a gang of lads all aged over 18 who regularly bullied some of the younger lads; a thing of which I am not particularly proud these days but that was just how it was. One particular lad was known as "Alis" and he came in for some fairly rough treatment. One day...
FOREWORD Literotica.com issued a challenge to its volunteer writer's to create stories for as many categories as possible. The following chapter is part of a single novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery and growth involving a small group of people. For your entertainment, and mine, I'll be submitting chapters into at least 17 differ...
I am the owner and manager of a luxury lingerie and ladies shoes boutique in the heart of London. The shop is located down an old quiet alley. A short walk from the television and radio studios, which is great for attracting celebrities to come in, as they come and go from the studio's. It was one of the hottest summers on record, and the boutique was very...
It was tough for me to get used to the idea of being single again after 22 years of marriage. At my age, it wasn’t easy to find female companionship -- at least the kind that I wanted. Sure, there were a couple of gold-diggers. I mean, I wasn’t rich, but I was pretty well-fixed. I had no mortgage on my home, no car payments or other serious bills, and a cons...
"I shrugged comically. How could I know, I had my hubby's cock and balls in my mouth the whole time as the three others took turns between my legs." ——— I would recommend reading part 1 of this 2-part story first but its not completely essential. To recap, I am a woman newly arrived on an island where all women are completely sexually submissive to men, b...
Susan Storm-Richards floated in the Negative Zone, her communicator was totally busted. "Why did I not listen to Reed, I shouldn't have come here alone." She had responded to a signal from Rosetta Stone, a high ranking political figure in Shadow City, one of the many places in the Negative Zone that the Fantastic Four had visited. Now here she was...
We slept in on Sunday most of the day. We just lay in bed and make love whenever we woke up. We ordered room service three times. We would sleep and fuck and order room service, sleep and fuck and room services again. Whoever woke up would start working on the other’s body or call for food. I was fucking great and the sex was magic. Finally around 4PM we bot...
“Hi. I knew that you wouldn’t ring, after last week…I’m sorry too….I know…(laughter)….I was good-wasn’t I! (more giggling)…..I wasn’t THAT good!…. If you say so. (Laughter)..Yes, I’m wearing them…I suppose they might be a little bit wet…No! I’m not fingering myself! …. You know why! …In his office, working on that bloody computer…I wish that it was porn…(lau...
I should have known when my wife told me that I really didn't want to release the inner slut in her that I should have listened. But I was blinded by her new-found sexuality in our relationship and I was just having a good time. I guess I should begin this tale with some background about our relationship and us. I had moved to Las Vegas and met Sharon when...
My heart was racing. I was warm and sweating. My mind was spinning and stomach churning. I placed the faded red-covered diary on the nightstand and lay back on my pillow. I was exhausted but unlikely to sleep much. My wife was fast asleep next to me and had been for over an hour. I couldn't put the diary down. It was incredible; never in a hundred years wou...