Just something I whipped up. It's non erotic since it deals with pre-coming of age. It's basically the premise for more post coming of age. Call it a background or prologue. Yes. Prologue will do. Imagine that. A prologue that was actually written prior to a story beginning. Being a fan of quite a few types of Literotica stories and authors and being creat...
Patti had sounded good on the phone, I thought to myself. She finally sounded happy with life and I was glad that she had found a decent guy to be with. Patti and I once had a go at things a few years back which hadn't worked out but we still kept in touch with each other even if it was only periodically. I think we still loved each other but we just couldn'...
My alarm clock buzzes, and I don't move to turn it off. I'm lying in my bed, sweating despite the air-conditioning and the fact that I'm naked. It's a cold sweat. I feel empty, and realize the seven-inch vibrator that I had fucked myself to sleep with had slipped out of me during the night, and was lying silent on my bed between my legs. I lie back, and reme...
Letters between Friends I have a friend I adore. I would do anything for her. I guess you could say Bea is a friend with some benefits. I am a gay woman, Bea is straight and now married. Our friendship was always unconventional and very open to whatever came our way. About six years ago, I started writing about my naughty exploits to Bea because I knew it...
It was a dark day at the Robinsons Inn for the couple that owned the establishment. In a room sitting in a chair sipping his morning coffee was a man that was at his wits end. He drank his coffee very dark these days and laced it with moonshine more often than not, but today was one of the latter. He had to make a conscious decision and it was a horrible dec...
The voice was mom's. "I know you're naked, but it doesn't matter. Help us please." 'US?' Who is us? I moved to the big tree and saw my mom and dad. They were tied to a tree—well I take that back, mom's right wrist was cuffed to dad's left wrist and her left wrist was cuffed to his right wrist facing out and a good size tree was in between them or rather, t...
Hi all, Well this is my second effort and I would like to think that I have learnt from my first outing and eradicated some of my many many flaws. For that, I would like to send a huge thanks to Todger65 for all his hard work correcting my spelling and punctuation errors and hopefully making the story more enjoyable. For ease of reading, I decided to split...
All characters are 18 years of age or older. The story, all names, characters, places, and incidents portrayed in this story are completely fictitious. No identification with actual persons or places is intended nor should be inferred. Any similarity with real names is only coincidental. This story is intended as entertainment only. * "Hey, Miss Greene. G...
Frank and Olivia had a wonderful marriage. It was so great Olivia decided to share it with Roberto, Sal, and Ox. She wanted dick all the time, and Frank was no match for her sexual needs. So she got what she needed from three men and her husband. Frank was totally unaware of her trysts. Olivia, a raven haired, buxom temptress, had dark brown eyes, dark brow...
Master's a Bastard Ms. Ponsonby grasped the counter with all her might, and bit her lower lip. Five harsh painful lines on her upper thighs, two on her back and three already on her bottom. And oh, she wanted to masturbate! Specs swung the rattan cane hard against her small but curvy buttocks. "How many is it?" "Oooh!" Ms. Ponsonby screamed. She reached...