Roger Rabbit était un gringalet, à peine grand d'un mètre, doté d'oreilles trop longues, d'un nez trop large et de pieds trop grands. Ses vêtements étaient aussi ridicules que son physique. Il ne portait jamais qu'une paire de salopettes rouges bien trop amples, une paire de gants citron et un ridicule noeud papillon bleu et jaune. Mais, heureusement pour lu...
Author's Note: I'm sorry this took so long. I didn't want to rush it. But no more series for a while just stand alone stories. Working on some right now. Enjoy the ending! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Jadyn was sleeping on a soft cloud. She felt weightless and free. More than she had felt for the last few days under Felix's thumb. But then...
The night was warm and clear. I drove, she took a taxi. We met for a late-night drink. Just one. A martini, cold and harsh in an empty bar. We made small talk and allowed our legs to touch beneath the table. Her bare legs rubbed against the fabric of my pants and I saw spots of colour that had nothing to do with alcohol appear on her cheeks...a tinge of ro...
Kevin Smith urgently unzipped his trousers and unbuttoned his shirt as Bianca, wearing just a lacy flame-colored bra and thong set and her favorite Jimmy Choo mules, calmly smoked a cigarette and stared at the rain pouring outside the window. Manhattan looked gloomy that night. Bianca and Kevin had gone to Café Rouge, where a cocktail turned into seven and...
Killian and his two slaves enter Club Messalina. New comes to New Orleans, they had just emigrated from Germany. Killian was a tall blond Scandinavian, his top slave Gabrielle was a dark haired full breasted Italian, who held the leash of the bottom slave, an Asian named Ting. They approached the desk where a white clothed African American sat. "I am Killi...
The sheets were red, silk and soft. She lay on them, her left leg up, her foot flat on the bed. Her arms were stretched above her head fanned beneath by her hair, black as a night without moon or stars. She stared at me with large browns eyes, twin pools sparkling with desire. I was eager to drown in them as eager as I was to drown in her sex. My gaze moved...
Here are a few words from challenge organizer ChloeTzang: * Back in early February (2019), I (Chloe) was tossing around ideas with a few other Literotica writers for a Literotica Story Event (NOT a competition, just an “event” where anyone interested could write and submit a story on a common theme). It’s a great way to get a whole bunch of people kicked o...
Disclaimer: Please note that Daddy is not my father, nor older than me. Daddy is the man I serve and strive to please. * Daddy had awakened me early this morning with his hard cock wedged between my big ass cheeks. He spanked my ass and told me to get in the shower with him. I obediently soaped his hard body from head to toe, kissing his lips, kissing his...
Author's note: The following humorous tale is probably mostly fictional. All sexual actors are living humans aged 18+. Views expressed are not necessarily the author's. It's only a story. ***** Make Me Scream! How could she know till she tried them all? ***** Do you know where the word LORD came from? It is Ye Olde Ænglish, from hlaford, bread-keeper...
Parts 7 and 8 of Lunchtime Cheating Diary: Part 7, Julie's Story continued. My name is Julie M. and I was asked to write this account of my sexual history by my therapist. She says it's a way to acknowledge and cope with what has happened to me, what I have done and where to go from here. Three years ago, my husband Steve caught me having an affair with m...