This is a fictional story about a suburban Chicago couple who drift away from each other sexually only to find themselves again. The story contains straight sex, vaginal sex, oral sex, anal sex, non-consent / reluctant sex, gay sex, lesbian sex and bisexuality. It also involves sex between adults and teenagers but all characters are 18 years of age or older....
The nametape on his right breast said Thompson, but that could hardly distinguish between the two of them. His first name was James, but, aside from her, and from his blood relatives, no one called him that. She wore no tag or labeling, generally, but from time to time at the conventions, symposiums, and signings that she attended from time to time, hers pre...
It was Berkeley California in 1969 and a bunch of hippies and dopers had taken over a parcel of university-owned land on Telegraph avenue and proclaimed it a People’s Park. The Viet Nam war was at its height, and when the police showed up to oust the squatters and put up a chain-link fence, the anger and futility of the anti-war protesters, the hippies, and...
Welcome back my friends, I am enjoying sharing my adventures with you. Of course everyone in the story is over 18 years of age. Enjoy please! ***** It was a good night. Actually, it was a great night! Earlier today my husband Kareem had successfully closed a contract for a huge order at his furniture business, which would keep the shop working for many mon...
(Note: This fictional story is posted on the Literotica website. Do not repost anywhere else without the author's consent . This is a work of fiction, intended to entertain adult readers. It has graphic lesbian sexfights/catfights scenes and some offensive language. If you can't legally view this, please don't! All characters and names of the story are fi...
Thanks to Sally, a Literotica reader and friend. She emailed me a basic outline of her recent vacation to Provincetown, Cape Cod. Sally and her friend, Ellen, were good MILF's while visiting this quant vacation get-a-way. This is a story of what might have been. . . a story that Sally wished happened. Thanks to Karen – the hair lady, for her editing skills....
Half an hour later we were settled around the coffee table with Jackie and Brenda lounging comfortably on the couch, Anne on the armchair and myself a little less comfortably on the ottoman, all with cards in our hands and stacks of colored plastic chips in front of us. I was just struggling with myself whether I should fold immediately or wait out the first...
Thelma and I were lunching at one of the St. Clairs' favorite restaurants, having just left the beauty salon. It had been three months since I had been with William. I still could not perform with Naomi as a man, although I ate her daily to orgasms. We had adjusted to our new lifestyle, opening a manufacturers' representative firm, Imhof Consultants, in a di...
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I grew up in small town America, very small town in fact. Our population was less than one thousand, way less. A few historic buildings and only one stoplight gave our main street a touch of small town charm. The kind of charm that attracted much needed tourists to boost the local economy. Nestled in a remote valley, the tiny town was surrounded by small fa...