MARY'S STORY I am Mary. I am 43 years old married to a former college football star who has let himself go physically while I maintain a slim figure If I dress right, I can pass for much younger. We have a son, Mike. It's been nearly two years since Mike left for a college halfway across the country. Needless to say, I miss him. As much as I hate to say it...
Penny's footsteps echo down the long corridor, early evening sunlight filters through windows set with leaded glass, splashing rainbow colours onto plain stark walls. Penny, more properly Penelope, stops for a moment; a knot of anxiety twists in her stomach, apprehension lines her face. Pushing back her shoulders resolutely she continues, carefully checking...
"Under pressure," Thomas "T.J." Julien said to himself as he walked into the office of Stephen Docker, smug-faced scheduling manager for Secure Task, the security company he happened to work for. The bozo knows I live in Vanier and he sends my Black ass out to Kanata, an hour and a half away by bus, T.J. grumbled, and he rubbed his hands. He honestly wanted...
Sam Parker stared at her reflection in the large gilt frame mirror that adorned the hallway wall just outside the large living room where her husband sat waiting. Glistening green eyes gazed in amazement at her gorgeously styled blonde hair that seemed to actually shimmer with life under the bright early evening sun. 'Is this all really happening?' Sam thoug...
For the rest of our time in San Diego, I had a personal, private slut who would have sloppy, squishy, screaming sex with me—anytime, anyway, anyplace, anyway, anywhere, with anybody. She said it, repeated it often and she meant it. I got to fuck her hard, deep and fast. I also got to make slow, careful love with her. I got to fill her ass with my cum and...
Author Notes: This is my first time at trying a porn type story. There maybe the need for some editing, but I decided to go ahead and post it. Enjoy! -=-= As I working on some paperwork at my desk, I heard the sounds of some women's high heels walking in front my desk. So I looked up to see who it was. It was Michelle. When I saw it was Michelle let out a...
They must have named this site "Literotica" for a reason. If a piece of writing can be read literally, it is not literature. (Pure fiction. Never knew anyone who resembled these characters. All descriptions of events and scenes are derived from common knowledge with no intent to identify or specify.) ABSURDITY PERSONIFIED! How it happened... As I pour...
My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Read and enjoy. * My husband, Joe, and I have been married for 15 years. Neither one of us are able to produce babies. I don't know if that medical fact or our high sexual arousal cause our desire for sex as often as possible. Joe feels that my looks alone can get...
I climbed in to the shower with Suzi as the water cascaded down her heavenly curves. Water droplets fell from her upturned aroused nipples, as a sheen of clear water shined her tanned smooth skin. I kissed my wife gently as her lips responded to mine, as we began to softly chew and nibble each others lips. Suzi leant against the tiled wall of the bathroom...
Author's note: The events of this story happen in the "universe" of my previous short story, The Protest, that I uploaded on December 2017. I'm planning on making a series of stories on that world, where the characters of each story will be connected somehow. Regarding now the erotic scenes I describe in these stories, they are a product of pure imaginatio...