The following flash story stems from a corny sense of humour coupled with the itch to do something different. Be warned, the story has little BTB, no RAAC and even less sex than primetime TV. Read only if you can tolerate LW presented in the form of a monologue spiced with a healthy dose of holiday humour. While it's not a great piece, I sincerely dedicate t...
Without using her hand, her mouth, and her pussy, a woman finds a novel way for her man to receive and maintain an erection by using just her words. In the way that his wife always thought about herself and no one else, realizing now that he was only thinking about himself when trying to masturbate because of his impotency, he finally thought about how Mike...
After twenty years in exile, I returned to my native Nigeria, with my son Omar James and his mother, Afaf. In the old days, just like today, conflict between Christian and Muslim were at the forefront of national politics. It needn't be this way. I was born into a Christian family, and I firmly believed in the Lord Jesus Christ and the Gospel. While living i...
February 7, 2027 The New York Times Book Review Sophie Nakamura, Chief Critic MY JOURNEY By President Mark Robinson 560 pp. Random House. $39.99. Did Elle Macpherson destroy a presidency? That's the impression one can't help taking away from former President Mark Robinson's new memoir, "My Journey," released a little over a year after Marty Fox's "Fu...
This is something that happened thirty years ago while my wife and I were living with my in-laws. I had lost my job. We moved back to our hometown and settled in with my wife's parents. It was going to be just temporary, until one of us found work and then a place to live. My mother-in law, Stella, was a fun person to be around. We had always gotten along we...
Dressed in black that for centuries had been the preferred dress for executioners, Martha Reynolds entered the living room where her husband Ralph and only child Montana (27) waited patiently, each playing a game or puzzle on their smart phone. "Right phones off," said the majority stockholder of Fluffy Blossom Bathroom Tissues who according to an asset-gue...
Allison had hurt herself playing tennis and her whole leg had throbbed ever since. It was her own stupid fault; she had overextended herself, slipped on the clay court and twisted her ankle. When she couldn't continue playing she had asked her husband to help her off of the court, and had paid for it. Derek had gotten pissed off and yelled at her I front of...
After returning from her trip to the nursery school to drop off her daughter, Vijaya waited tensely for Ashok's arrival. Maybe he's changed his mind, she thought, her hopes rising as the minutes ticked by. It could be that he and Rama had decided to do something else today instead. Her hopes were soon dashed, however, at the sight of Ashok's red sports c...
So, let me start this by clearly stating that I am not an author, story teller or creator of fiction on any level. This is the whole truth and nothing but. Why I'm writing this? I don't know really. It's 5am and I'm annoyed and turned on at the same time, as usual, trying to get my head around the fact that I truly have a real life slut as a girlfriend! Just...
Greetings to everyone! Yes, this is my entry into the Halloween contest. It's sort of a Satire/Celebrity/Erotic Horror piece with some gay sex, group sex, oral, and even some implied fisting. Yes, something for almost everyone in the Literotica family! Oh yeah, there's some Fetish too. I hope everyone loves it and I get to sell the film rights! * "Oh look!...