Her screen name was Kitten. She had been my online friend now for a month giving her age as twenty on the night we met. On several occasions she had showed me her face in private chat. I could see her long light brown hair falling to her shoulders and her full lips. I go by the screen name Miss T. Kitten was one of the few who had seen my face and put it wi...
Evan was lounging on the couch, in a towel, having just got out of the shower. Smelling good and looking fine, Evan was almost 6'1, black hair and startling green eyes. He worked out so he was very fit, tight stomach, and a butt to die for. He was very well endowed as the head of his thick, long cock peeked out from under the towel. The phone rang so he rose...
I'm not sure which I'm woken by - my phone ringing or the sensuous kissing on the back of my neck. But I do know which one I prefer to pay attention to. I feel around for my phone and reject the call, snuggling back and shoving my arse against the familiar hard cock I can feel just within reach. Heaven. The kissing moves down my spine, and I feel long licks...
Bostonfictionwriter's Last Story With sadness and trepidation, this is my last story. In two years, I've written 602 stories and 69 poems. I'm proud of everything I've written. At the time I wrote them, it was the best that I could write and not only have I learned a lot but also I've improved as a writer. Alfred Lord Tennyson wrote this Dying Swan poem be...
(Dear Reader, This is part 2 of 10...Please feel free to comment on each chapter, and please, don't use the anonymous option - I can't thank you if I don't know who you are! Please, enjoy...) ~~~~~~~~~~ She woke up still sitting in the saddle, James was behind her with one arm around her waist and and the reins in his other hand. She stayed still, unwill...
This is a story thread that I tried several years ago on the Literotica "Sexual Roleplaying Board". I think that I've figured out how to develop it into a romantic short story. So here's the introduction -- with more to follow. -------------------- THE DAY HELL FROZE OVER When I finished High School my ever practical father, a General Contractor, insisted...
Cindy arrived at the club around 10pm. There were lots of men scoping out women but she saw no one who appealed to her. Just once, she would like to find a nice guy who wanted a serious relationship. If only she could find a man who wanted to commit, settle down, and get married. She gave up the fantasy of finding her prince charming long ago. Right about no...
Nevyn looked nervously between the two seductive beauties and swallowed, trying to keep his eyes from Eve's massive breasts—though that just made it easier to settle on Verde's instead. So far, the theft of the honeydew melons was not quite going according to plan. The delightshade's voice was soft as she came closer. "Do you... wanna suckle?" she asked sw...
9 The homeless shelter annual Christmas food give away was a success. Everyone helped out in one way or another. They raised a lot of money for the shelter, but twenty five percent of the profits went to sorority. The party at the frat house was set for Friday. Everything had been arranged from the food to the decorations and the music. Buffy was gettin...
Deep breaths. She was in a hurry. She couldn't afford to be late again. Yesterday was so tiring and frustrating. She had stood in the queue from dawn to dusk but did not manage to even reach half way. THE COPPERBELT UNIVERSITY she imagined was an organized place where registration was done online and not on-line. She had imagined she would be received by smi...