**Read and Enjoy! Don't forget to leave a comment.** The steady rhythm of heavy breathing and flesh slamming into a sand-filled leather bag filled the air. Max was alone in the workout room, and he was in the center, working the heavy bag with a vengeance. Every punch was delivered with a look of concentrated fury, every kick landed with a grimace of hatred...
This is a work of fiction. It's a multi-part story and is more for connoisseurs of erotic stories and not for those looking for quick and explicit sex. It's advisable to start with part 1. *** After the exciting end to our day at the river, Jackie returned to the other flat to spend the night with Chris. She gave a quick call telling us that Chris was slee...
I'd walked down this street and seen the sign for the Turkish Bathhouse before and often wondered what it would be like, I knew that no females were allowed in and assumed it to be full of fat sweaty loud old local men. Today my wife was out shopping with a girlfriend from another town and was making a night of it so I had plenty of time to kill and thought...
This is a work of fiction. It's a multi-part story and is more for connoisseurs of erotic stories and not for those looking for quick and explicit sex. It's advisable to start with part 1. *** I was at work at IPX when Sylvie called sounding upset. "What's wrong?" I asked. "I just got a call from my boss at the waterpark, he said I should come to his offi...
After a rejuvenating sleep Margarethe rolled over and tugged the leash attached to her husband's penis. He bit the gag he was wearing and the bed light clicked on. "Good morning, Brigette." she said lazily. "I had the best sleep since you first told me you loved me. How was your night?" He clicked the lights on and off twice. Two clicks for yes, one click fo...
This story is the eighth in a series. I strongly recommend reading the prior chapters first to put this in context. I intended to leave Amanda and Harry forever in college. However, a reader asked me to continue their story. When I started this, my intention was to wrap up the story of the Turners and the Stones in this chapter. Amanda and Harry have persuad...
I hope you enjoy my next story. It's about my favorite sport, skydiving. So some of the terms in here might take a little contemplation to understand. But part of why I wrote this story is to try and give people a more realistic look at skydiving. Some terms are necessary, and I'll try to explain those. Also it's hard to explain the way jumpers use the air c...
A collaboration between two Lit authors, duly inspired by each other. ********* Approximately 99.99% of the male Lit readers have no doubt fantasized over the opportunity to have the infamous Lucia's (a/k/a the aptly named Gimmie_your_load) luscious mouth wrapped around their cock. As if her self-description as a "cock-obsessed fellatrix" weren't incenti...
Dedicated to and Inspired by Marigold The Beginning Anne had contacted me about taking care of my home in the Marylebone neighborhood of London. I'd posted the opening on Craigslist and was promptly swamped with email resumes and text messages. Anne stood out from the crowd when she took the time to find my address and have a courier drop off an envelope f...
Both Rachel and Kate were in Desmond's office. "There's a media conference in Amsterdam next month. I want the two of you to go and represent Trends. It's likely to be pretty boring. These things usually are, but I still feel that we should make our presence felt." "Most definitely," Rachel agreed. "The conference lasts two days, so I'll book two single r...