Shay adjusted her red, white and blue sun visor to filter the glare from the bright Texas July sun from her eyes. She enjoyed watching him in her world. Her family and friends were so impressed with Rick. She smiled to herself remembering what her eighty year old Uncle Gip had to say about him. "He is all right by me Shay, and one lucky dayum Canadian at...
A couple of weeks after the bi-sexual threesome with Jacinta, Peter and I went for one of our sessions in the park after Friday drinks. This time, our playtime explored new ground and re-tread some old that certainly surprised me. The extension of sexual boundaries was influenced heavily by an unintended above average level of alcohol I consumed before playt...
For several seconds Aaron just stood there, the image seared into his brain. It was grotesque. Trasnu was surrounded by peaceful, innocent greenery. His still body belonged there like a gun would in a church. Trasnu himself laid down on a bed of flattened vegetation on his stomach, perfectly still, one hand extended as if he fell asleep while reaching up for...
As always everyone is over 18 and thanks to spikeandholly for editing this for me. This is the beginning to a new story line I've been playing around with and more will come soon. The story has both lesbian and anal themes, mixed with a tiny bit of reluctance. Also, thanks to Stacy (you know who you are) for the last bit of inspiration I needed. I hope every...
Two men sat in comfortable chairs, one across from the other. The older of the men seemed apprehensive, the younger man curious. The older man took a deep breath and said, "Okay, here it goes. I hope you're ready for this." I was a good looking guy, or so I was told by lots of girls. I'd fucked just about every girl in my high school, so I guess maybe it wa...
Author's Note: This is part two of "Unfolding," which you can find in the Text With Audio section of Literotica. It isn't necessary to read/listen to the first to understand the second—but it would be fun! Enjoy! ---------- By the time Jack and I crawl into bed, most nights all we want to do is sleep. He works so hard, three jobs (well, two and a half) and...
Stuffy is how I'd first describe waking up. Nausea rattles my brain and the unfamiliar magenta paint I'm forced to admire adds to my delirium. Can my legs move? Nope, my ass is sore and my quads feel like whipped cream. When I inhale through my nose I catch a whiff of alcohol and raunchy sauerkraut. It seems more than one person wet the bed. I recall going...
Today had been good to Valeth, being one of the Voch'ki that occupied the crimson jungles of the Southlands. He had woken, surrounded by his family and lovers, finding himself already being carefully serviced by the tribe's shamans, her painted eyes watching his reaction amusedly as her long and clawed hand gently stroked away his morning glory. Once he had...
Part 32: Hanging on the Telephone At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't already. It...
Part 1 Kate liked doing yoga with Chad like this. She liked it even more than she liked watching him swim laps in front of her while the sun rose over the lake like she'd been doing ten minutes ago, admiring his powerful shoulders and long lean arms as they pulled him across the calm surface. She'd been going through her sun salutations like always, breathi...