Authors Note: Between April 2008 and May 2008, I submitted a total of five stories under the name tantric_explosion. I no longer remember the email address I used for my Lit membership, for that author name. I found the final drafts of each story and with permission from Literotica, I am resubmitting the stories, under my long time name - The Style Guy De...
Chapter 1 The cold front covering New England was so intense that the conditions outside Karen Lincoln's nineteen-twenties farmhouse were Siberian-like and according to the local radio station's weather forecast, it was unlikely to get any warmer over the next five days. It had snowed heavily for three days, leaving a blanket of snow three feet deep and iso...
Disclaimer: This story is, as always, set in a simulated virtual reality revolving around free use and heavily anal focused, if you aren't into anal, should probably skip this. This is all pure free use fantasy fulfillment; don't expect realism or normal behavior. ~~~ In between the happy little encounters the Sim no doubt set up for me, I spent time wand...
Look, I'd like to say it was my husband's fault – but that's simply bullshit. There's no blame here. I have to question the use of "blame" anyway, since I'm the one who thought about it, who fantasized about it, who initiated it and who went through with it. And I'm also the one who plans to continue doing it. Well, that's what I'm here to tell you. In my c...
"...and I want a side of wings too..." Crystal said. "Got it...is that all?" the man on the other line asked. "Yes." Crystal piped. "Ok, that'll be 12.99. Someone should be there in about 10 minutes." Crystal thanked him and hung up. She sighed nervously and began running through her head what would happen next. After all this was the first time she ha...
The turntable spins, the record plays and my mind brings me back to that place were I met my, Mrs. Jones. I was eighteen at the time, young naïve and without a care in the world. It strikes me as funny now that as the turntable spins, it spins me back to the first time. The only time, the Mrs. Jones time of my life. At that time of my life I was 6'2 and 185...
Lucian and the woman he knows as Masumi continue their weekend in Tokyo. Things you need to know before reading this story: 1) It is long and will make more sense if you read Day 1. 2) Lucian thinks that Naoko's name is Masumi. 3) The point of view goes back and forth between them. 4) It does not have a happy ending. * He awoke to find her standing in t...
Here I was four hundred miles away from home, nineteen years old, nearly twenty if truth be known and into my second year at University. During my studies, I had become friendly with several students and a couple of my close friends (both of them girls) asked if I wanted to go away for a weekend Friday evening to Sunday night with them and three of the mal...
Chapter 1 My name is Melanie and I was a fairly late developer and quite shy so I had little to do with boys through most of my time at school. In fact it wasn't until I was almost eighteen that I really began to take an interest in boys generally and in the whole issue of sex. Up until then I had kind of assumed that it would all happen at some time in the...
Chapter 2: The Second Virgin Since the first time I introduced fucking to Rani, she turned out to be a very passionate young girl. I got her a bottle of birth-prevention pills, and we both studied the instruction. After that, we took every opportunity to enjoy each other's body. Sometimes we did it in front of a sex video tape, and she learned all the posit...