Spark the Runner A Wirehead's Adventure ~ An homage to Geek Pride Day (May 25th) ~ as celebrated on Literotica. Oh, and there is the standard copyright stuff: © 2018 eidetic. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner wha...
"Oh, don't stop," Phoebe moaned at me. Her hazel hair lay flopped back and forth on the pillow as her head flopped back and forth. "Don't stop! Fuck me, Will, fuck me!" I wondered why she thought I would stop at this point, with my dick already pounding her tight little pussy, or how I would even manage to. I was really just trying to hold back the flood of...
There was one thing she knew, and that was that she'd be getting fucked really well that evening. You see, she and her man, Robert, had just gotten back from this year's Beer and smoking championship. Her man had naturally taken first place in a few of the main events, and now he was stoned out of his mind. This was all perfectly well with Samantha Brown....
This is the final book in the story of Mary Koutusis, a chubby young woman who had turned 18 as a shy and innocent virgin and was about to become a 19 year old woman who was no longer plump or timid. As for the innocent part, those days ended months earlier as well. Now an eager intern for her mentor and lover, State Assemblyman Colin Heath, Mary was on the...
The Story of Giuseppe and Maribella Youthful romance in renaissance era Italy. "Giuseppe! Giuseppe D'Ostra, pay attention!" Maestro Grassello, the fat professor of medicine, banged on the lectern with the hilt of his decorative dagger. Seeing the drowsy student rouse himself, he returned the blade to its sheath and tugged the sleeves of his doublet back in...
Butt-fucking a six-foot-tall, big-booty, ugly-faced plump black slut. Is there anything better to do on a Friday night? That's the question I was asking myself at this very moment. I held a tight grip on her wide hips and watched her big booty jiggle as I slammed my cock deep into her asshole. Andrea Medeiros squeals as I continue my wanton exploration of he...
14 Winston Lynn faded from my life like an unfixed print exposed to direct light or as the vibrant colors of some fish dissolve into dead grayness when they are caught and pulled from the water. Her work now entailed much more travel than ever before, with trips to the west coast or New York several times each month. More and more frequently I found myse...
I was amazed. I'd never seen my boss without a three-piece-suit -- never seen his tie loosened. And here he was barefoot in some kind of hooded druid-like robe. 'Twas different. I'd been working late and was dropping off papers at his house. He was a short stocky man; not at all fat, but thick. Looked so natural in his three-piece-suits, with his shaved...
Hey Folks. It's cold out there. We have a new year and all kinds of things to think about. For this story I thought about the way that JPB tends to leave a lot of his stories open at the end. I think that in some cases this is a great tool because the reader can imagine his own ending. In others it can be extremely frustrating because our minds always cry ou...
The sunlight pouring in through the slanted window of the bedroom wakes me gently, but it's the smell of coffee that gets me out of bed. I feel fresh, like I've had the best sleep of my life. I look over at the alarm clock. It's 8:49am, no wonder I feel fantastic. I take stock of the room in the light. It's simply furnished, no mess and no clothes lying on t...