Like many of my other stories, this one has an adult son watching his mother having interracial sex. If such stories offend you or do not interest you then please stop reading at this point. I hope the rest of you enjoy reading this one. The idea for this story came about when I was watching an amateur porn video, so the description of the sex scene may be s...
She hadn't planned on this. In fact, she hadn't really wanted it. But in the year 2016 divorce was a reality and Gwen knew she just needed to get over it. Married for twenty years, the forty year old woman was alone for the very first time in her life. The five foot blonde elementary teacher struggled not to feel sorry for herself. Things could have been wor...
Preface: Hey there fellow readers, My first story here at Literotica. I'm new to writing erotic content, too. I recently found reading and writing erotic stories gets me horny as hell, so in lieu of keeping my writing to myself I decided to publish a few here. This story is the first chapter to a novella I've been writing. I recently revised it to fall in...
Kay Miller was finishing up a three-week tour of Eastern seaboard cities with her group of high school band students. teachers, and volunteer chaperones. The 43-year-old music and language arts teacher had been happy to go on the summer tour. Much as she missed her husband's companionship, his problems with ED had basically ended their sex life and built an...
The table in the Board of Directors' room at Cirrus Airlines was constructed from over twenty different varieties of hardwood trees, fitted together in such a way that the entire table looked as though it came from a single – albeit variegated – piece of wood. The table weighed over 300 pounds and encompassed nearly half the room. It sat twenty five people c...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Miami, Florida The sound of stomping filled the room as high heels beat into a solid rhythm. The club was dark in the afternoon hours while janitors swept the floors. Vida Guerra had returned from her time out m...
"Call me Nana, it's short for Nasira," said the round-faced, pleasantly plump and big-bottomed Somali Muslim gal. Suleiman nodded, and smiled at her. As jaded as he'd become by the age of thirty four, Suleiman couldn't help feeling a certain...something, whenever he was in her presence. At the office building where they worked, Nana was the only one who ackn...
Thank you loyal followers and welcome new readers. If you like what you read please VOTE and COMMENT. I love to know the stories are appreciated. All characters are over 18 years of age. All players are consenting adults. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - It was always an early start for Harvey and Jocelyn. The moment it began to get light out...
(Again, I originally published this story under the name of NewForester, but I now write under the name of Rockycoveboy. I hope you enjoy the story second time around.) ***** Rabat, the capital of Morocco, situated on the north-western coast of Africa. Its teeming streets, its hot climate, miles and miles of sand, and Atlantic waters, making it a wonderful...
The pounding Jamaican sun loomed over James Bond, just obstructed enough by the shade of the palm tree under which he rested to give him a moment's reprieve, his sweaty, tanned frame resting against the torso of his lover Charlotte. James was fond of women of all kinds and shapes, as they were equally fond of him, and yet Charlotte struck a special chord in...