This is the first installment of a new series that will be in the Sci fi/Fantasy category. It is more of an introduction to the rest of the series, so it might not be as steamy as the next segments. ***** It was almost 6pm when the bus rolled into the stop outside of the flat terrain near Olivet, Illinois. Forgetting this quaint and boring town 20 miles...
'Elisa, Sweet Wife' is the story of a couple finding the forbidden pleasures of cuckolding. This story has been told many times on literotica and I hope you enjoy my rendition!! * Hello, I'm Luca. It was on our honeymoon when my wife and I discovered how much we both enjoyed her teasing and flirting with other men. Don't get the wrong impression. We are no...
As Angie, Anna, Selena and Lena crossed the park, heading to town for their regular Thursday night out, they passed a bench, and its' occupant attracted Selena's attention. He was around middle aged, dressed in black, nothing too strange about that, but his hat caught her attention, as did the fact that he was writing furiously on a pad. His eyes appeared al...
Her name was Casey Fernandez. She was 34, shoulder-length hair the colour and sheen of a horse-chestnut fresh from its case, deep dark eyes, high cheek bones, a mouth that promised much and (as I discovered) delivered more. We were not exactly living together all the time, which explains how it came about that we had been fucking several times a week for mor...
"You should grow that moustache again Burt," Bush said to his friend, his voice full of friendly sarcasm, "They make a nice flavor saver when licking cooze." "You would know Bush," Burt joined in with his friend's banter. Burt smiled as he drove their pick up truck, his mind reminiscing to the origin of his nickname. On a fishing trip once, he skipped sha...
I still remember the first time I laid eyes on Annette. She was standing on my doorstep, looking up at me, a hesitant smile forming on her full lips. She was holding a portfolio under her left arm. With her right hand she pushed a wave of auburn hair away from her eyes. "Mr. Anderson?" she asked. "Yes, I'm James Anderson," I replied. "And you must be Annet...
Friday The smell of food awakened me first on Friday morning. I roamed carefully down the hall and freshened up. I lounged back in the bed with Faye until about 7:30. Then I trooped downstairs after raiding my bag in our room for PJ'S and a t-shirt. Molly and Tess and the housekeeper were in the kitchen. The housekeeper stood at the cooktop with a cup of...
-------------------------------------------- I like feedback, but prefer that with an e-mail address. This is the third story in my fantasy series about "The Teacher." I have another series about my real life experiences under the title "Women in Control." If you like this story check out my profile, and read my other stories. If you read several please con...
As the elevator doors opened, Moesha stole one last look over her shoulder at the mirrored wall. Nervous, brown eyes peered back from her round-cheeked face. Her hair was too short for dreadlocks right now, so she had (with great difficulty) managed to make it smooth and glossy. She hoped it looked professional - but, then again, was she supposed to look pro...
I knew that it was going to be a bad day when I read that Britney Spears was engaged. I stood in line at the grocery store behind a bickering elderly couple, a box of chocolate glazed doughnuts in one hand and a carton of milk in the other, and Britney's beautiful face smiled up at me from a number of tabloid magazines, the bold letters above her head procla...