Gravel Stories

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Kara Gravel The Library MILF

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"Hello, young man, I'm Kara Gravel, I see you often in the library, what are you studying?" the tall, short-haired, older white woman as she pushed her glasses on the bridge of her nose, and looked at Stewart. The big and tall young black man sat on the third floor of the Carleton University library, where he'd been working on his criminology assignment. The...

The Gravel Pit

by matcplnore on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

This story is a work of fiction. It only happened in my mind. Name's have been changed to protect the guilty. All person's are over the age of 18. * The story I am about to relate to you took place several years ago. As I stirred and rolled over in the bed I could see out the window that it was a bright, sun-filled morning. I sat up, slipped out of bed and...

The Nurse and I

by Victoriajohn on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

This story is dedicated to a reader of mine, one who I've long since lost contact with. But who knows, she might just read it and recognise the lust I had for her a few years back. She was a 36 year old nurse, and horny as hell. I was 58, retired, but just as horny as her. * As far as I'm concerned, it all started when a friend of mine said, "I'm chucking...

NYRR Inc.: The Quarry

by CarlUrvile on Mar 7, 2018
BDSM

Amanda had already spent 4 days at the NYRR facility working in the Inmate brothel. It was exactly as degrading and humiliating as it sounded. She spent 18 to 20 hours a day on her knees, all fours or back servicing the guards and overseers. The positive to her predicament was she was given a few days to gather information and learn more about her precarious...

Naughty Peeing at University Ch. 01

by leaky_one on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

It was my first day at my university and the butterflies were dancing in my stomach as the coach pulled up outside the tall imposing building of the main university campus building. I followed the other girls who had been on board out the bus doorway and was greeted by an elderly lady smartly dressed. She introduced herself as "Mrs Dowding" and proceeded to...

The Detour

by michchick98 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Authors' Note: This story is a collaboration from sweeteuphoria and michchick98. We hope you enjoy the story as much as we enjoyed writing it. There is no sex in this story, it is an entry for the Literotica Halloween Contest. Please take the time to vote. Thanks for reading us! ********** "Come out, come out wherever you are," Anna heard as she ran from t...

The Visitor

by Whisky7up on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

It was a warm summer evening as Jon Emerald meandered along the gravel track to his home. Something made him divert from his usual route and he took the path passing through his orchard. Usually, he arrived at the front but today, it seemed, he fancied a change. Emerging from the trees he heard the leaves rustle in the breeze and felt an icy shiver pass thr...

When You Open Your Eyes

by ropeburns on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

When you open your eyes, you know you're dreaming. Or are you in someone else's dream? You're standing in a warm windowless room, surrounded by formally dressed men and women, all of whose eyes are on you. The fact that you know you must not make eye contact with any of them, must keep your eyes straight ahead, tells you that you also know you are engaged ag...

Mrs. Hart's Ache Ch. 11

by orencool on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

This is the twentieth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter XI "…Top Floor, going down…" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest gi...

Running On Empty

by MSTarot on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Why did I start to run? I don't think I really even know. I guess ...that maybe it might have been to get into shape. I'm sure that was the start of it. I was feeling rather poorly about the way I looked in the mirror. Then I saw her. I have no idea what her name is. I've never worked up the courage to do more than smile at her as we run past each other...