"Hello, Mr. Gibson?" she said as the door opened. The man at the door was in his mid-thirties. Attractive, if a little average-looking. "Yes," he replied in a kind voice. "You must be Marissa. Please come in." "Thank you," she said. He led her through the large house to the kitchen area. It looked like he had been reading the paper. He motioned to one of...
May 7th Sara Wood lived in darkest shadowlands, and she kept to her shadows -- lived to blend in, to disappear; if caught in light of day, she simply faded away into the pale warrens of the city. Sara Wood was an expert in the fine art of disappearance, of camouflage, of falling through cracks in the few systems left to deal with girls of her sort: homeless...
Authors Note: "The Rachel Chronicles" is a multi-part series of stories involving the titular character (a young woman named Rachel) and her various sexual adventures. The stories are themed mainly around oral sex, with the occasional tale involving other forms of sexual activity. Each chapter is somewhat lengthy and detailed and it is my hope that such deta...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the fifth in a continuing series of stories about what is essentially a very high-class prostitution business in Asia, with the headquarters in Manila. 'Rocky' is the chief -- you could call him a pimp in other circumstances -- of the very large consortium which includes operations in many Asian countries. Although each section can st...
First night ever in my very own apartment an older man opened my unlocked door and pulled his cock out. Shocked by the sudden apparition, I didn't scream. Normally, I would have screamed. But within a second, as unexpected as it was, I thought I recognized him. Or his silhouette, anyway. It wasn't too dark but him being this radically out of place disrupted...
SUE AND JIMMY HOOKUP IN A FWB *** Thank you for reading the serial novel, 'Tom & Sue & John & Debbie.' If you haven't read the previous chapters please do so otherwise you'll be missing out on all the details of the story as it was told to me. Mary Ann and Sue resume their drive to the Tri Del house. Sue is in the process of cleaning out the skeleton hidd...
It was a warm Johannesburg afternoon when the Andrews family moved in to the McDonald's old house next door. I was sixteen going on seventeen, enjoying my final few weeks of summer holiday before term started, swimming almost hourly in our backyard pool and then sunning myself dry. I heard voices over our fence, a family discussing where to put the barbecue...
Note: The first part has published, and I can see a difference in how Literotica's Preview handles formatting vs. how the production process does. Something in the latter converts an en dash into a pair of hyphens even though it's a standard character. I'm sorry about that. I hope you can overlook the awkwardness. I'll see if I can do something to avoid it i...
Here's Part 3 of Matt and the women. Even though the trip isn't over, he has "a feeling [he's] not in Kansas anymore." (That's not literal; he lives in Pennsylvania. But you get the metaphor, I'm sure, because everyone's seen The Wizard of Oz at least once, right?) –C CHAPTER V Once again, word seemed to spread through the women. This time it wasn't...
It had really been weeks, but it seemed like years ago I stood in a suburban backyard watching fireworks clinking champagne glasses together and hugging everyone present wishing everyone a Happy New Year. "Charli, 2020 is going to be your year, I know it!" I could still hear my best friend Maddi telling me this as we hugged on the warm January morning as h...