Quickies can be fun, I thought to myself, but they can certainly get messy. What is it with us and malls, seriously? My name is Amina Alzahrani and I'm a young Saudi Arabian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, with my African-American boyfriend Tyrone Ferguson. We met at the Galleria Mall in the City of Buffalo, New York, a year ago and were reunite...
Seriously, as much as I love men, sometimes they have completely unrealistic expectations of us women. We're not perfect and never claimed to be, but guys have yet to get the memo on that. How else would you explain my boo, my darling lover Tyrone Ferguson's reaction to me when I got up from his bed in the middle of the night to take a shit? My name is Ami...
Grayson loved the Canadian wilderness. He lived in a small cabin on the south end of Princess Royal Island. Summers were cool and clear. Winters could be a little rough but living right on the sound, the water pretty much kept the air warmer. Salmon were plentiful and easy to catch from his kayak. When he needed meat, the forest abounded with venison, partri...
Every now and then life hands you a bag of lemons. As one author has said, "If you have lemons, make lemonade!" I didn't realize that circumstances would set me up to do exactly that. My name is Jack Smith and I am a widower. I'm also financially secure and own my own business. Amy, my only child, and a close friend of hers, Lois, had been on their way to...
Kyle smiled as he climbed out of his truck and glanced over at Ophelia's house. It was completely dark, except for the soft glow of candlelight from the sunroom. It had been two months since the first time he'd seen her little show and he looked forward to seeing what she had planned for tonight. Ever since he'd invited himself over for a smoke they had been...
I would like to thank Literotica editor Violent Intimacy for his encouraging comments and careful editing. I truly appreciate your kind help! Fantasy is a beautiful thing. This is my first time sharing. "Dear Master, As you know, today is my GYN annual examination; that is where I am this afternoon. Thank you for scheduling it for me. I trust your judgment...
Sorry this chapter took so long, I had a heartbreaking family crisis and sadly more are on the way. I Tried to make this chapter a little longer but we'll see. Chapter 4 is already in the making so hopefully it won't be a long wait. Feel free to comment anything useful, humorous, opinionated, and or mean since you will anyways ;) Tell me how I did on my edi...
Hi everyone! This is the last chapter of this story. I hope you enjoyed it! The following is a complete work of fiction. The following story contains erotic situations between consenting adults. If it is illegal for you to read this please leave now. Any resemblance between the characters and any real life person is completely coincidental. Please do not co...
All characters depicted herein are 21-years-old or older. ***** I'd like to think that the people that might read this aren't so dissimilar from me. On a superficial, because we're reading these things, we're all interested in the kind of thrills and excitement that appeal to both our imaginations and our more rational, logic-centered minds. Deeper than th...
Miranda couldn't keep last weekend's enjoyment to herself; her smile was too bright, her voice too harmonious. Not long after Chloe, her roommate, came back from LA, she told her about the hot, lovely time she had with Martin. "Oh my God," Chloe responded, her blue eyes wide open. "I am so fucking jealous!" Chloe Moore had never been with a black man, but...