Sensual Submission Author's note: My apologies to the many readers who asked for a sequel. Through this story, I met Dee and subsequently wrote Dee's Naughty Descent. I got off track and wrote about Dee. Now, I am pleased to present this second and final chapter of Jean Goes Bareback. Jean could barely wait for noon. All week she had waited for Mark's ca...
(This story is unusual so if you find it doesn't fit your needs why not just wander off and find another that does. It could be called a painful romance. I welcome positive contributions.) Jean had been walking along for some time before she realized she was lost. This wasn't an area of Valetta she knew very well; actually as much as she didn't want to r...
Please read Aunt Jo's Dirty Secret Chapters 1 to 4 to get the history of this story, especially Chapter 3. *** Jack arrived at Jean's Practice just before twelve; he was shown into one of the Dental operating rooms. Jack sat in the chair. Then Jean entered the room. Jack stood up and smiled as he shook Jean's hand. Jean said, "This is the first time sinc...
I have become addicted to the character of Jean and the next portion of her story appeared very quickly. I will repeat this is written purely for those who have requested more. You have seen the title if offended by previous chapters go no further, enjoy one of the other offerings on this site. Jean shivered as the elevator descended the three floors to the...
Author's Note: This story is based on another request I received via e-mail. The context of the e-mail is as follows: Walterio, I enjoy your stories and you are one of my favorite literotica authors. I have a favor to ask and that is you write about a fantasy of mine that I often think about. It goes back to the 1960's when I was in my mid-twenties. I live...
Sweat rolled off of Hank McCoy's brow as he made his way into the locker room area after a particularly difficult training session in the Danger Room. The Professor had pushed the kids hard, harder than he'd ever done before. They were coming into their powers, for sure, but why did he have to make everything so tough? "Hey, Hank," Bobby Drake hailed as he...
My wife Jean and I met eight years ago at a party at a mutual friends house. We dated for about a year before we decided to get married. We have been married for seven years and I feel the same way about Jean now as I did the day we married. Jean is five feet eight inches tall, has beautiful dark brown eyes and has shoulder length dark brown almost black hai...
This is a bit of a departure from my normal stories. This is based on the true story of Sir Jean de Carrouges and Sir Jacques le Gris as depicted in Eric Jager's 2004 book The Last Duel. His is a work of non-fiction. I've tried to create a fictional story that honors his work and the historical events it portrays while adding my own spin and some eroticism t...
"Where was I before all this? Let's see, when the Zombie Apocalypse began, I was in the safest place anyone could be, the Grand Valley Institution For Women," Yasmin Wardeh said with a smirk, and the Lebanese-born and Ottawa-bred ex-con looked at her fellow wayfarer with a mischievous gleam in her brown eyes. Such a conventional and normal guy underneath it...
The name is Penny O'Hara, and I'm a construction manager with Renard Engineering, a general contractor that does a lot of business in downtown Ottawa, Ontario. You don't see a lot of women working in construction, and you see even fewer in construction management. I was born in the town of Perth, Ontario, to a provincial police officer, Winston O'Hara, and a...