This story is purely fiction. The people and events described here do not really exist. Any similarity to persons or places living or dead is purely accidental and not the intention of the author. There are no persons in my story that are under the age of 18. **************************** Jean woke early the next morning and watched her 18 year old lover s...
The stories I've submitted are my first few attempts on this forum. While I appreciate comments, please keep them respectful and relevant. I am writing these purely as a therapeutic outlet. All of the pieces I've submitted are accurate to my life experiences and most likely have been altered to serve a therapeutic purpose. For instance this piece is really a...
I have the world’s best job. And the world’s best boss. But then I’ve been in love with him a long time. When we were seniors in high school, Mike was the bronze Australian Greek god of an exchange student. Ok, you’re going to say he couldn’t be an Australian Greek god, but believe me, it was true. I did everything I could to get him to notice me. At the be...
This is a continuation from the last instalment and I know that it is fairly lengthy. My apologies but for the story to be appreciated the events leading up to the night in question require elucidation. For those who are looking for juicy bits, they are at the end. * * * * * If, what had just occurred, had happened to anyone else rather than between a teac...
When I awake, I remember every detail of last night's dream, where I was not sleeping but making love. I shudder as my emotions overwhelm me and tears stream down my face. It seems like an eternity since I felt a man's touch, the kind of caress that awakens every part of me. Oh, God, to feel that thrill once more, after all these years, would be heaven. How...
He was a monster. A monster I fell in love with. And in turn, that love made me a monster as well. I gave him love and he repaid it with heartbreak. I couldn't believe that I was ready—and able— to give up everything I had and everything I was to be with this monster. And I did. I left my cozy home in the pleasant state of Louisiana to move into a cheap apa...
The drive home from the cabin was a long and lonely one. For I could not get Master out of my mind, not even for a brief minute. When I got home I headed right for the bath. As I started to remove my clothes, I noticed the marks on my body. Each one brought a smile to my face, as I knew how much they had pleased Him to put them there. I started to caress the...
The house was warm, we had privacy so felt no need to dress again. Ally wore a cheeky grin as we made drinks and a snack. She took to caressing my bottom at every opportunity, explaining. "It's nice to see a man who doesn't have a hang up about being nude. Men seem to think that women don't have an interest in seeing their lover naked. They do and I'm lovin...
This is a story about my first time to ever be with a black man and I wanted to write it without any help from my husband Rob. I got the courage and confidence to try to write a story on my own in English from reading the stories that Geilemeid writes on Literotica. Thank you Geilemeid for your wonderful stories! Like her, my first language is not English an...
Eric stopped to wipe his sweating brow with a red polka-dot handkerchief, before renewing his grip on the long pole and pushing the punt along again. He was seventy-three years old and slightly overweight. The poling was very hard work and Eric was looking forward to reaching the end of the journey. Mavis, his wife of fifty-two years, reclined in the doubl...