Chapter I Lana picked up her phone and called her best friend, Sara. Ever since last time Lana was with Max, she had a fantasy to involve a girl more into the bedroom with her and Max. And Sara was the perfect slut to invite into a threesome. She had a sexual appetite like nobody Lana knew, and on top of that, Sara and Lana had been in bed before. Las...
*****I don't mind if you're reading this for the sex. But for all my plot lovers, I have some extra juicy bits in here if you can picture what I wrote. If you have any questions, please comment below. I'll try and answer any and all questions anyone might have in the upcoming chapters, whether they're a member of Literotica or not so don't worry. Now enjoy t...
Max Black had been very cranky all day. Which wasn't unusual for her. In fact it was pretty much her factory setting, but she was snapping so much Earl had to ask on more than one occasion if everything was alright. Even Han asked, in between half-hearted threats to fire her. She wouldn't tell the gnome anything, however she was used to confiding in Earl and...
"Are you big?" Silence followed the question. Ellen looked at Max, and Max looked at Ellen. They sat a table in the back of a Mexican restaurant and ate lunch on a Tuesday. "I didn't mean that," Ellen said. "It's okay," Max said. "No, it's not okay. I shouldn't have said that. That was too far." "It's really okay." Ellen and Max knew each other from wo...
If you are under 18, please stop reading and delete this document immediately. This story is pure fantasy. It does not relate to any real events, either past, present or future, and only suitable for persons over the age of 18, mature enough to understand and distinguish the difference between fantasy fiction and real-life. All character in the story are ove...
Content Warning: To Literotica readers. This is a story of degradation and demeaning of the male sexuality as retribution for an extra marital affair. It consist of a strong female character and a wimpy willing male character. The sexual hypocrisy built in the story is intentional an meant to be part of the demeaning aspect. There is "NO" gay scenes in the s...
Lana was home alone on a Saturday afternoon when suddenly her phone rang. It was Sara, her best friend since high school. "Hi Lana, what's you plan for this evening?" "Nothing special. Staying home and relax." "Want to go out with me?" Lana hesitated. She wanted a quiet evening at home by herself. "I am not sure. What's the plan for tonight?" "Just...
DRIVING LESSONS WITH BENEFITS Monica Sanderson grew up in a broken home. Her Dad walked on the family when she was very young. Her mother worked two jobs to make ends meet, and she grew up with poor self-esteem, always blaming herself for her Dad leaving. Over many years, she worked on herself and realized it was not her fault, but she never had a strong m...
Terminal City... The glow of the black motorcycles headlamp glinted across the tracks as it entered the train yard. "Hey watch your hands," Max yelled at Alec as she fixed her yellow tinted shades. Alec who sat behind her on the bike moved his hands from just under her breasts down over her waist. "I told you; us having sex was no more than Manticore's b...
The Brownstone was a late 19th century Victorian home made of wood called a Stick house. It had all of the usual looks of the storybook Victorians, including a steeply pitched gabled wooden shingled roof with overhangs; wooden shingles also covered the exterior walls; and in this case horizontal boards decorating the cladding and porch. It's the boards that...