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Albert's Letters

by Softly on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

This is a copy of the letter that Albert Berdequez received from his wife. Medicine Hat, Alberta, Canada. February 3, 2001. Dear Albert, By the time that you receive this letter, which I will mail from the dock in Miami, Florida, the cruise ship, that I am on, will have been at sea for three days. It is the same ship that I was on in February of last year...

A New Beginning

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

The sun rose over Ontario, bathing Canada's most populous Province with its pale light. I rose with the sun, as I always did. It's a habit I had since my days in Florida. I grew up in the Little Haiti area of metropolitan Miami, the son of proud Haitian immigrants David and Marie Saintil, a corrections officer and a cab driver, respectively. My name is Jacqu...

Desire On The Highway

by normique on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The long road ahead was looming in front of her. Mile after mile of monotony. She left the Choke and Puke on I-75, headed south. This was the run she dreaded the most. Detroit to Florida, with one overnight stop to sleep. Her rig was loaded with new cars. Cars she couldn’t afford on her salary. Luxury cars for the well heeled in Florida. Snowbirds who mo...

Political Sexy Dirty Tricks

by imhapless on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

So that the dear sometimes hyper literotica readers don't get their panties in a bunch when they read this, this story is 100% fantasy and does not, and is not intended to, make any political statement whatsoever. Nor is it intended to in any way influence anyone's position on any political issue or candidate. When your main "talent" is that you're big and...

The Gift

by Ed0613 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Chapter I I was 19 years old when my father gave me "The Gift." At that time I didn't know what it was and didn't know what to do with it, but it didn't matter. I respected my father and did what he told me to do. We were an unusual family, my father was a full-blooded Seminole Indian but didn't live with my Anglo mother and myself in Jacksonville, Florida...

Building Utopia Ch. 10

by SW_MO_Hermit on Sep 18, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

My thanks go out to my volunteer editor Wires for his assistance. His efforts have made this story a much better read. As always all errors remain mine. While they finished preparation for the upcoming winter Roger and his various teams of what passed for experts began working on technological improvements. They began the crude smelting of zinc, copper,...

Jackie Likes to Play

by Boudreaux1111 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Jackie and I were married in 1968. We both had little experience with sex. We were not virgins but you could count the number of partners we had on one hand. We kind of learned to do the really erotic things together. I had never to that time eaten any pussy. So I learned with Jackie. She had tried to give head to a few of her former boyfriend at their reque...

The Secret Society Punishes Peggy

by Peggy46 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

If you have been a follower of the narratives written about me and the Secret Society, then you know a little more than the average story reader about a real organization of black men for black men and about the white women they control as captivates and sex slaves. The response to the earlier Secret Society narratives has proven that many of you want to kno...

Building Utopia Ch. 13

by SW_MO_Hermit on Sep 18, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Once again I want to thank my editor "Wires" for his assistance with this story. His advice has improved this chapter drastically. I have made a few changes since his last review and want to emphasize any errors are definitely mine. * Before they returned to America Roger crossed the channel and sailed into Brest where he sold the cargo in his merchantman...

Katie in Costa Rica Pt. 01

by surferjoe on Oct 22, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I found the passport right where Katie said I would, in the small top drawer of her chest of drawers. It was in the back, hidden by a jumble of tiny, brightly colored pieces of fabric and string -- her bikini drawer. I grabbed the passport, put it in my backpack and headed for the door. There wasn't a second to waste. Then I stopped, went back to the open d...