This is the conclusion to, "I Don't Mind, It Don't Matter". It's tough to reach an emotional high when you've just lost, as happened in chapter one. This one was easier to get fired up over; but if you're looking for a quick jackoff story, this ain't it. And, if you aren't of legal age where you are, this story is off your reading list...find another story....
The Long Pull: Wankin' In A Winter Wonderland An XXX-Mas Carol by D. (Thanks to a helpful German reader for correcting my German!) * Cindy didn't think anything could get her out of her bed right now. Her last final had just wrapped up less than an hour ago. She was nearly late to it because she had to turn in a ten-page paper to a different professor b...
"Come here and let me take care of you!" Tara purrs. I eye the chaise lounge dubiously as I take a moment to reflect on our situation. I'd arrived here a half an hour ago hoping to meet the young lady working on designs for a tattoo I wanted. I'd called earlier to let her know I couldn't make it, but fortune had smiled on me and I'd gotten here about forty...
Choose 2: Life Edition Standard disclaimer this story includes transformation, growth, shrinking, sexual situations and other fetish themes in the form of a board game. If you should not be reading this, I urge you to turn back now, but if you came looking for that sort of thing I welcome you to the first part of Choose 2: Life Edition. Any feedback is alwa...
Copyright (c) 2018 James Miehoff, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright. --------- This is one of a series of stories set in what I call Universe-J. Universe-J is very much like this universe with a few exceptions. First the people tend to be a little more sexual and less hung up on sex that...
The sound of running water prompts me to open my eyes. Jessica is in the shower. I sit up and glance down at my naked body. I don't know how long I dozed off for; but my cock is still wet. It hangs half-engorged over the front edge of Jessica's bedroom chair. The carpet between my feet is slick with spit. I stand slowly, feeling somewhat drunk from the marg...
This story is dedicated to Old Bill, who enjoys a fantasy tale of mature men and women. Thank God for fantasy, eh Bill? It keeps some of us sane. It gives some of us ideas, too. * As the sun broke through the bedroom window blinds, Mildred woke up in an aroused mood. Rising up and supporting herself on her elbows, with her hands at her sides, the top sheet...
Author's Note: Once again I want to thank Techsan for taking time from his busy schedule to correct my spelling and punctuation errors for me. This is a lengthy story so I have divided it into eleven parts. I will get all parts posted as quickly as I can. Just so you don't waste time trying to find Brodricksburg, Pennsylvania on the map, it doesn't exist. B...
This story is a collaboration with Literotica author Margaret Jenkins. * Part 1 (Sara Radovich speaks) As a professional, active woman in her early 40's, my physical well-being is extremely important to me. Even though I travel the world lecturing in my field (solid-state physics), and some might consider it frivolous for a tenured professor, I always mak...
A NOTE TO THE READER: A life-of-the-party rogue would be known in Ft. Worth as a good ol' boy but in London as a regular Jack the Lad. ********** I met her on a train. The Express to Sodom City had been oversold. I observed the girl struggling down the aisle with her valise through the mass of passengers. The chances of her finding an empty seat were nil....