This is my entry for the 2015 Literotica Summer Lovin' Story Contest. I appreciate you taking the time to read it and, if you enjoy it, please don't forget to vote! *All characters involved in sexual situations in this story are eighteen years of age or older.* * * * Rebecca was riding through a sprawling stand of sagebrush in the north quarter when she...
His hand became lost in her dirty blonde hair. She pressed back against him wildly, like an animal desperate to itch her scratch. With his fingers clenched around the back of Lindsay's neck, her long hair drowned his fingers and palm. Joseph felt his breathing begin to get the better of him as he ran his right hand down the curve of Lindsay's back. He felt t...
I am Arun, a 26 year old Mechanical Engineer who has been posted in Pune. This is a story that happened & is still happening. I was posted here since the company has a unit here, and they required a new brain at this place, since new technology was being implemented. With a height of 6ft and a very healthy body, I am gifted with a smooth fair skin. Girls ha...
The Stories of Bound Friends Part 19 - Andrea and the Long Journey By JessBaby "Tell me again why we need to be packed so early? I get that it's an international flight, very very international, but it still seems like you are trying to get us going awfully early. You said passports and visas are all good? Do we still need to do stuff at the airport fo...
One of their cell phones was ringing, but Sean didn't know which it was. Amanda jumped from her bed, entered Sean's room and answered it without regard for which of them it belonged to. Glancing at the clock beside the bed, Sean saw that it was only 3AM. Whether it was his phone or Amanda's that rang, any call at this time of the morning couldn't be good new...
Brody held his saber tightly. He took comfort in the hum of his anti-projectile energy shield as he wiped the sweat from his face. In the microgravity, the droplets floated away, little undulating orbs for the atmosphere filter to deal with. 'Am I shaking?' he thought. 'I am. Shaking like a little child.' He realized it without shame. Every deep-space merc...
Sitting on the park bench in Saint Louis, I was about to eat my fast-food lunch, when I looked—really looked—over at my chance-met seat-mate. At first glance, she looked like any of the homeless folks that grace all of our cities, and I'd been braced for the usual come-on tale of woe, followed by a plea for some 'spare change.' But, as I started to open my...
It was a late Indian-summer week in Berlin. My colleague Philip met me at Tegel airport mid-afternoon. This visit was planned as mostly vacation, just a touch of work to make it properly chargeable to our grant. I would be staying in his ground-floor visitor's apartment rather than in some faceless hotel – reciprocity for similar hospitality on my part every...
*** Sarkopheros Says: The wait is finally over. After 315 days, ten long months, I have two new Brod stories for you, each almost 10,000 words in length. That's 315 days since the last story of any description, however, which was Hyper Jae: Stroke! Part 2. It's been 421 days since the last Brod, which was The Bachelorette, Part 1. Over a year ago. Howe...
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