The next day, I woke up with guilt all over my body. Not only I slept late at night, but the question that Quinn asked me, I didn't answer. I was going to tell the typical, "I don't know." But he quickly said that I didn't have to answer because he didn't want to know. I frown at the face he gives me after...a forced smile. I place my hands over my eyes and...
"Hello," greeted Sue into the telephone. "Hey, Sue! Is the cuck there?" I asked. "Who do you want, Bill? You know there's no one in this family by that name," she responded. "Did you call to speak with Jerry?" "Well, yeah! Jerry, the cuck, is he there?" I asked. "I wanted to tell him something." "You call Jerry, "the cuck" now? How did he get that nickna...
[Miranda arrives in Mexico with her husband and step-daughters, ready to enjoy -- and be enjoyed] * The suite at the Playa del Mar in Cancun is spectacular! Three large bedrooms, all of them overlooking the pool two stories below; an enormous living room and kitchen; a private bath for each of us. We arrive after dark and the sliding glass doors were open...
Cassie was angry. Not just angry, but she was livid. She didn't sleep for the rest of the night, being up with Julia. Julia, her friend, her servant, her savior. Julia held Cassie's hand after Anen left to deal with the prisoner. Murdering prick, Cassie thought. Julia was drugged up with some herbs to help the pain ease and sleep to overcome her, but she s...
Author's Note: I had trouble categorizing this one. It's probably somewhere between Erotic Couplings and Non-Erotic, depending on your expectations. Furthermore, depending how much latitude you grant me, it may be considered Non-English as well! * Four seventeen showing on his alarm clock and he's been awake for an hour and a half. Too early. Go back to s...
The people in this story all came out of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and was not the intent of the author. It is fiction, people. The people in the story do not exist. Hell, if the woman really did exist, I'd be in her bed living the good life, not sitting here in front of this stupid co...
This is the first part of a multi-part story. It sets the scene for the rest of the action. I woke up to a blow job. It was still dark and I couldn't see who it was but I was too exhausted to care. I lay back and let whoever it was swallow my rapidly growing cock, sucking me in as I hardened. Whoever it was certainly knew what they were doing and it wasn't...
The zombie had been walking for days. Perhaps walking wasn't the correct term. Shuffling or lurching was more accurate. He was dimly conscious of a tiredness as he moved. He barely lifted his feet anymore. When the catastrophe, the "zombie apocalypse" had occurred, when he had been stricken after his own attack, he had moved much more quickly. But that had b...
I flipped through the mail as I walked up the driveway and into the house. Most of it was bills, what else is new, and a magazine. As I tossed the mail on the countertop I saw an envelope fall from the pile onto the floor. I picked it up. The envelope was a deep crimson color and had a black ribbon tying it shut, and there was no return address on it. I ripp...
"Sex! Big thick cocks! Naked women!" Now that I have your attention, I've been yearning to write something that touches all of us and how better to do that than to write about reality. I know, I know, this is Literotica and the reason why you are here is to escape reality. But, if just for a few minutes, I would personally appreciate it if you could remove...