Fishing Trip [This is a work of fiction. All events and characters are ficticious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.] Friday dawned overcast and with a deluge of rain that had the appearance of an all day affair. Damn! I wanted to go fishing this weekend. I know, not your usual past time for a twenty-eight year old...
I have been honest about my obsessions and quirks and certainly one of my more outlandish tales demonstrates only too well what a strange dude I am at times. My first submission to Literotica was in fact from 1993, so this second offering is from 2004. * Eleven years later I was working nights at Heathrow Airport as a cleaner in a bulding that makes airpla...
The first thing that you should know about me is that my name isn't really Betty. Even if you were one of the men that I'd... entertained on Thursday night, you probably couldn't pick me out of a police lineup. That's because I dress and act completely different during the day. I keep my hair pulled back and don't wear a lot of makeup and wear neat but plain...
Looking more like a drowned rat in the rain than a sleek fox, the small animal paused on the crushed shell shoulder of the bayou road and raised its nose in the downpour in search of a dinner scent. All it received was a bath of half salt half rainwater thrown from under the tires of a small sports car it neither smelled, heard nor saw. It sputtered, sneezed...
The Vancouver Aquarium is definitely world class. The indoor area features just about every type of aquatic creature there is. From strange looking deep-sea fish to many types of starfish. The Jellyfish had a special meaning. The large round ones would flex and elongate and resembled, "Yes, I enjoy your breasts." Wondering through a museum with seventeen ki...
Madison slowly regained consciousness. She gently shook herself to check if she was hurt – no pain anywhere except her head, which felt as though she was waking up from a night of heavy drinking. Yet she had only had a few drinks, not nearly enough to produce anything resembling a hangover. As she became more and more aware of herself she realized 3 things i...
“Wow, thanks! You’re sure it’s ok?!” “Yes, definitely. I wouldn’t offer it I didn’t mean it.” “Alright…I’m taking you up on it. It’ll be a good time.” And that was that. I hung up, surprised yet excited. I had just been offered to share an already-paid for room for an upcoming work conference. Not only that, I was going to be sharing it with a friend an...
I don't remember my first months at the convent. They say it was trauma amnesia. I was 7 years old when I was left there after my parents were killed in a car accident. I can not complain about the life I had there. It was better then an orphanage. The sisters taught me everything that a girl should know. Cooking, cleaning, and traditional education. I grew...
She watched his body illuminated by the lanterns light. Shadows danced across his form. Her hunger awakened as his cock began to awaken. It always fascinated her that a man usually awoke with a hard cock. She decided to assist nature. Extending her tongue and lapping the head his cock seemed to instantly become fully erect. Circling, round and round as it be...
Lost in Eros Book II: The Forest The Bull Tascha had almost no experience with large animals. She hadn't grown up on a farm or anything. All she could think was that she shouldn't make any aggressive or fast moves. She was glad she didn't have a red cape or anything, but then realized that she didn't even know if that made any sense. Maybe bulls just had...