"Remember class, keep this professional!" Silvia chanted to her students in the van. "This is an obscure collection belonging to an old fellow who really belongs to a different time and culture so be respectful! I have never formally met this person only contacting through mail. These works are more *ahem* explicit and exotic. Keep this professional!" Gret...
When in Rome; Run The needle pierced skin as it slid into the flesh of Jared's arm. Suppressing a wince, he watched as a petite female attendant in a lab coat push the plunger down. The liquid went painfully into the muscle of his arm. An arm that was sculpted with bulging veins. Once the pain dissipated, a warm sense of contentment washed over as the drug...
Chapter One: Photo Shoot The sky was cloudy, and some might have considered it to be a little dreary. "Perfect day for this!" he said to himself aloud as he looked through his camera's viewfinder. To him, the clouds could transform the sun into a diffuse, omni-directional light source. The morning had been a photographic bonanza as he methodically made his...
Author's note: Some of you may recognize this story once posted under Thesandman by a different title. I decided to repost it after having reworked it as a favor to a very special friend (Rania) So here is the reworked version now entitled: Z is for Zorro It was Saturday morning and Shirley sat at her kitchen table pouring over a pile of vacation brochures...
Larry Parker had just put another shift for Candid Films Inc.; as a filmstrip editor for a small-time porno outfit, he had seen his fair share of sleaze, and was bored with the same old scenarios of 'stud meets bimbo by chance and ends up filling her well-used gash with cream'. He yearned for something a little more erotic, and had been peddling his talents...
Cecile's wants and desires were few, and fell far below what most would find on the prurient side. She liked to keep to herself, the one companion that she knew was reliable and trustworthy. She liked to sit by herself, doing her puzzles and sipping chamomile on a Friday night. Even her quiet life at work required little interaction with others, and she was...
1996: More fucking around in Bosnia I wasn't the only one to feel short of sex. Karin wasn't overall joyful about my sexcapades with Claire, but as I said, she was very understanding. So had I to be too... My wonderful wife wasn't only sheepishly aware of my needings, she was also well conscious of her own ones. It happened in early February. I had been...
This story is a sequel to "What are friends for?", and I recommend that you read that story before reading this one. https://www.literotica.com/s/what-are-friends-for-21 The story so far: Pat Nolans secretly arranged for her husband, Jim, to fuck their friend, Mae Haynes. Mae's husband, Ron, is overseas on business, and Mae's frustration at her lack of sex...
Part One: Tricked "Monica, I don't feel so good." Startled, Monica Jensen jumped and turned toward the doorway of the bathroom. Hanging onto the door jam and looking like death warmed over was Lilly Banks. Her shiny black leather covered head was hanging down loosely, and she swayed from side to side like a listing ship. "Uh Oh Honey what's wrong?" The mi...
The short synopsis of this story to date is here, but reading the previous chapters may help. My wife, Ann, had decided that she wanted to me to fuck other women. She had been reading cuckold stories and decided that she was a cuckquean. She had already had me fuck our neighbor Anita twice and I had teased her with a story about me getting a blowjob at my...