He was the one who wasn't trying to jump every woman in the Grownup Fun Finder New England chatroom. He didn't say much but when he did it was to the point and from the heart. It was clear from his handle, blknsweet, that he was a black man. For some reason I'd been thinking about black men. A lot. It kind of put me off, though, that he'd say he tasted sweet...
Disclaimer: Characters portrayed in the following are not mine and I did not create them. * She broke your throne and she cut your hair: 'I don't know why we agreed to do this,' Bobby said, unlocking the cabin door and taking tentative steps into the musty gloom. He let the door go and it recoiled on old hinges, batting Hank's half-turned shoulders. 'Hey...
Thanks to CD Conejo whose books inspired me to begin and whose constant encouragement kept me writing. Jus8tine edited my draft with a keen eye and is an excellent writer as well. Be patient, this is a work in progress, there are already six or seven chapters completed, and the story is just beginning. Comments are encouraged. I stood on the front porch, k...
As I stood at the sink rinsing our breakfast dishes, I felt Thelma's hand slide along my spine and then in between my legs. "Thanks for the little session last night. As I said, Maggie, that beast in your belly is fighting to get out and, when it does, you are going to be one helluva sex babe. Now, get out of that big city getup you're wearing and put these...
Something woke me out of a deep sleep. I had been dreaming about darkened rooms made of warm writhing flesh. The damp air had held a musky scent that I thought I should have recognized but couldn't quite recall, as if it had been some genetic memory that couldn't be translated into normal thoughts. The floor had been sticky and the air was filled with moans...
My name is Mark and I love watch my wife have sex with others. I met my wife Nikki almost eight years ago. She was a cute nineteen year old girl that was vibrant and full of life. We didn't get involved romantically until six years after I met her. In those six years, I new her as a funny, intelligent, capable, and beautiful woman and that would have been en...
In life that we have plans, dreams, ambitions, and goals. Some of us get married, start new careers, families, and develop new friendships. I have fulfilled most of my goals, but maybe not all of my dreams or fantasies…in no particular order. I am 25, and married with one child. I reside in Orlando, Florida…the heat capital of the nation. I haven’t lived her...
Chapter 7: Letters from Crissy Sherry ran a tight ship in her department and was always quick to scold someone who goofed off in the office. But back at work on Monday following her tryst with Crissy, she couldn’t stop herself from repeatedly checking her personal email, hoping each time to see a message from her new “friend.” As the morning dragged on, tho...
Tom and Tina's imaginative stories on Literotica had invigorated our sexual fantasies, although they had never actually met my wife and me. They had even convinced us to meet them in Tahiti for a week of fun. While we had agreed in principal to swap partners for an evening, sex is never a sure thing with strangers, even after a year of planning. We justified...
George Meyer was pissed. Plenty pissed. "Fifty two fucking years old!" He ranted. "Twenty two fucking years of my life to finally get to the home office and now they want to fly my ass to Colombia? Fuck that!" He crumpled the e-mail which his secretary had printed out for him and hurled it at the wastebasket. As usual, it missed, joining the other missiles...