Our Kinky Vacation My name is Mark, I'm a twenty seven year old banker living and working in Boston., Massachusetts. I guess I'm considered a pretty good looking guy. I'm six foot three inches tall, weigh about two hundred pounds, clean cut with short hair, blue eyes, and considered a nice dresser with an athletic build as I work out regularly. I'm not a m...
Chapter 5 - Higher Callings As Dave walked into his own home, his phone announced that he had a text. He picked up the phone off the kitchen counter, and opened his messaging app. In glorious color, with perfect lighting, a photo graced the screen just the way Alice had sent it. The picture showed two side-by-side naked female torsos from neck to pussy, e...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Author's Note 1: I'm not sure how my original idea of a super sexy fuck fest in Vegas turned into this love story, but it did and I like it. This is an immensely personal story for me for many reasons, and I hope that you enjoy it. The story switches POV by character - you can tell by the chapter. If you've read any of my other stores, you know that music pl...
(Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun. This...
This is Part One of a two-part story. I don't consider myself particularly good-looking, and I don't have an exceptionally large cock. I guess I'm not the wittiest guy in the world, and I certainly don't have all that much money. And though I do love women, love everything about them and have always loved everything about them, I was never really that kind...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimer: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft spell-check. You have been forewarned. *.* .*. *.* .*. *.* She had been a cute nineteen year old secretary, administrative assistant when he met her. She had recently graduated from Oakle...
Hi Folks, thanks for taking the time to read and comment on my stories. This one was really fun to write. As usual don't take it too seriously, it's not meant to mirror reality. Also I still haven't come anywhere near Rehnquist's knack for dialogue so forgive me if I spice it up with humor or pop cultural references. Anyway, you need to be in the mood for th...
This story originally appeared in a slightly different variation, and I owe much thanks to the following authors who offered support and encouragement; Carnage Jackson, TRL, Tim Bisley, VoodooJoe, KMB and Victor Field - a guy couldn’t wish to ride with a finer posse of ruffians. 22nd May, 2002 I stood in the ever expanding line that snaked away from custo...
This story is a collaboration between MsCherylTerra and Bebop3. It was a pleasure to write and a rewarding experiment. The authors hope you enjoy the story. MsCherylTerra's stories can be found here: https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=5134587&page=submissions The Masks We Wear HIM I was sitting in a chair at a large wooden table when...