"Yes! Finally!" I thought as I raced through the house and found no one home. Mom was at work and would not be home until 9:30. My dad left when I was a baby and two years ago, Mom moved us in with Charlie and his two kids. Charlie was never home. He said he worked for the government, but he treated Mom good, which is all that mattered. My step-sister went...
JM101 - Caitlin [Author's Note: Hey, Literotica. I've been writing for some years now, but I only recently turned eighteen a couple of months ago. I've always wanted to try writing erotic fiction, but I never managed to get it done until just recently. So as my first story, this won't be too heavy. It will be an episodic, trope-heavy story with not too much...
I turned from the sink and put my arms around my wife. I asked. "If you want to fuck me up the ass I would be happy to let you. In fact, I have fantasized about you doing it, I'd like to try it, it would reinforce that whole submissive fantasy thing I have. But I know you would go slow and take your time and I trust you. To be sodomized for the first time b...
I was sitting on one of the chairs that came with the house thinking what a major dump I had moved into when my new mobile rang. I checked caller ID saw it is was Ian and answered "Yes what can I do you for?" I asked. "Hello to you to I see your still in a good mood I see" was his reply. "Well at this moment in time I don't feel in to good a mood for som...
For a good moment the priest was silent, certain that the torture had already begun, that this was a mere trick of the mind. In fact the priestess Eris in her damning black robes had time to set down two chalices and fill one by the time he found his voice. "Ah... not... not recreationally, no," he answered. "Wine is part of a few rituals, namely communion,...
This is a work of fiction and all the characters contained in it are over the age of 18. ***** "Yes, yes, yes! Oh give it to me big boy!" I cried, doing my best to convince my husband that I was on the verge of a climax. I squeezed my inner muscles to add conviction, while looking over his heaving shoulder to check my watch. With a gasp and a grunt, he thr...
I hope you enjoy this work of fictional horror. Eveything in this story is one hundred percent fiction and in no way depicts an real event or place. It is a fantasy, not reality. * I seem to have startled you. No, I am not a doctor. I am Death. Only you can see me. I am your final comfort and your last nightmare. We have a few moments before you beg...
This story is mixed with fiction and reality. Though it's in first person, it's not my own story. Protection was used when necessary, but is not mentioned for the flow of the story. Names have been changed. * Prologue "Please call me at every stop, and when you get there. I'm going to be a nervous wreck with you driving so far alone," I said, the tears b...
Marrakech The minaret's shadow was short and distinct in the early afternoon sun. The blackness spread over the pavement obscuring a figure that staggered as if drunk as it dodged past a group of young women dressed in djalabas, their faces hidden under the hoods. Of course, Hamid wasn't drunk. He'd not had a drop to drink, although this was something he i...
Peter had just finished his first year of college and was glad to have the end of year exams finally out of the way. He was studying medicine and had been very busy for most of the year. Unfortunately for him he hadn't managed to experience the college life as many expect it. He was lucky if he could find the time to go out one night a week and even then he...