"Are you sure it's cool for me to stay here?" Jess asked as she stared in awe at Viv's house. She walked around and marveled at everything. "Of course," Vivica replied. "I had no idea you planned on getting a hotel room. Wherever I live, for the rest of my life, you will be welcome there." "This place is mother fucking dope." "I told you. Is it better tha...
Ashta gazes at the twinkling stars through the window above the single sleeping berth she lays on. The quarters assigned to her is dark, which prevents her from seeing how drab and dank and cramp it is. It also helps her go along with the man on top of her, pumping his cock in and out of her as he has in the last ten minutes. Wishing for the man fucking her...
This is based in fact. I've changed a few things, both to make it less clearly identifiable for all involved and also to smooth the story out a bit, since life is never as simple as we'd like. So I took out some of the more convoluted teen dopiness that we all (or me, at least!) engaged in. And in case you missed part one: https://www.literotica.com/s/str8-...
For those that are reading this story first here is a very quick overview. All my stories revolve around my fantasy of having a slutty exhibitionist wife and me being a willing closet cuckold where I encourage my wife to dress sexy, go out, and fuck men. So if hotwife, voyeur/exhibitionist and willing cuckold are not your cup of tea then please do not read f...
"We could meet once a year...would that work for you???" Those words turned over and over in my mind. It was the last thing she said before we parted a year ago, and now it was coming true. All year we had met on line, played our games and made love to each other over the net. Mad, passionate love. Living out our most outrageous fantasies from afar. How coul...
Freddie (Frederich) von Ewald, who'd recently won an international competition for best erotic story, let it slip during a radio interview that he worked as a dress designer in a studio apartment above his mother's flower shop in Anaheim Street, Long Beach, California. Soon he'd received almost 200 letters from women pleading with him to help them spice up...
Raoul kept his head down as he carried his tray through the restaurant. He was hungry - just not for food. He dropped into a booth, trying to concentrate on his meal, trying to ignore the ache lower in his groin. Days from home, away from the missus, and just shy of his fortieth, he told himself he was just looking for some fun. But he knew better. Since his...
The concert was starting in about an hour. I'd been waiting for this for about a month now. You see with all the stress of college, work, and recently loosing my girlfriend this was something that I really felt I needed. That and sex. As you can figure having no girlfriend meant that the more than daily co-ed college sex I was used to was recently suspended....
Miranda dumped her bags on the couch and headed for the kitchen. She had to boot the laptop, but first she wanted a cold drink. Traffic on the way home had been a nightmare and she'd spent over an hour going a mere 8 miles. Because of that, she didn't have time to stop and pick up dinner. That meant that she was having cold cereal or eggs again. But it was w...
I have selected fans who keep mailing me regarding my stories and we carry on further discussions regarding them. One such fan was Mala who keeps asking me through mail the ways and varieties of erotic thrills i go for. On one fine mail she almost begged me to come to her place and explain things in person. I asked her about her husband as she's been marrie...