When Ron walked back into the lounge, he noted that the lighting was different. The large light on the ceiling had been turned off. Lamps in the corners and by the television were on instead. The room was darker but more intimate now. The scent of the women's perfume was pleasant. The atmosphere had changed. Ron was curious about Helena after the earlier c...
Welcome - A few explanatory notes. 1. This is not a BTB story. While I occasionally enjoy reading those, especially if they are creative, this is not one. If you think the only response to cheating is a scorched earth campaign, please read no further. You will not only be disappointed, but angry. 2. While there is quite a bit of reference to sex in the sto...
It would be helpful if the reader reads the first one before this one for background. ***** The drive home after the gangbang was a bit rough for Mo. She was extremely quiet. This was unlike her because usually she was a bit on the chatty side. Her long black hair hid her face from my view as I drove her home. I stopped about a block from her house to ensu...
This is a true story of a white Nordic woman in her early thirties who learned to love black cock. Names and some of the details have been changed to hide the identity of the people involved but the rest is told how it happened to me. I encourage readers to check the first part of the story but this chapter should work as a stand-alone piece as well. Chapte...
***Please note that all characters in this story are over 18. Also, this is my first story that I have submitted to literotica so if you like it please comment! This is intended to be a TEN part series of which this is the THIRD part, so please read the others! * Tiddy pushed Rose into Tina's office and shut the door. Rose waited a second and crossed the r...
Normal disclaimers apply, any and all portrayed as having sex are 18 or older. I have received numerous e-mails asking the same four questions, instead of try to answer every individual mail I thought I would answer one time via a story submission. 1. Yes, I was raised on a dairy farm 2. Yes, I served in the military 3. I have been a master electrician a...
-1- Her eyes fluttered open as if in time with the birdsong outside. It took her a moment to remember where she was, that the high ceilings of exposed pine and pulse of chirping insects, that the rising swelter in the morning air could only mean Declan's family lake-house—or, as he and most of his fellow Mainers so quaintly called such a place, "camp." She...
Kiara stood at the front door of the one-story building. Ready to make the leap of faith to enter the industry. She knocked on the door of the grey brick building. It looked as if it used to be an old rental place or even a flipped house. As the door opened, she felt her anxiety well up inside of her. In front of the open door was a pale white guy with red h...
This story follows on from an earlier one 'The Midnight Meeting', using the same characters but in a different setting. **************** 'Come in, Matt.' Francesca Charlesworth stood back and held open the door for her newly appointed gardener to enter. 'I'm sorry John gave you such a hard time at interview, but I'm afraid he's a bit like that.' 'That's o...
"Climb aboard." His voice called over the rumbling engine as he lifted the Harley off its kickstand. Carol stood in disbelief staring at the iron horse and its rider. Since her workout with Steve on the conference table things had gotten busy in the office. Steve began working a late shift so their romance was on a holding pattern. Now don't get me wrong, t...