In many ways Hitomi was a worldly Japanese girl. As the daughter of a diplomat, she had the opportunity to travel, see museums, operas, fine homes, and attend exclusive schools. But though she was worldly in intellectual pursuits, she had little experience navigating the normal social world of an 18-year old girl. Her father was aware of this deficiency and...
I knew Jenna was easy--most of my guy friends had already fucked her--but I didn't know how slutty she was until the day I met her. We were introduced by a mutual friend as she sat cross-legged on the grass outside the commmunity college centre, wearing a fairly short skirt, and smoking a joint with three male classmates. I didn't really mean to peek, but it...
The next morning James was woken by the sound of the first visitors to the gaol's museum. He'd slept surprisingly well in the locked box, but the atmosphere inside was now increasingly hot and stuffy. With Belinda closing the four inch square access hole, the only air he had was via a tiny heavy grille at the back of the box; designed to keep the prisoner al...
Chapter One -- Discovery Please be aware that the "Hunter's Moon" series of stories may involve minimal sex. I'm doing this as an experiment in writing. For those that are looking for strictly sex, this story is not for you, but keep reading if you wish. I would also like to mention that many of my ideas may come from other stories of varying media. So if y...
Cindy was a sweet 24 year old when I first met her. She was the kind of fresh faced girl next door type who was easy to get along with. Her blonde hair and 38D figure gave her a Venus de Milo appearance as she skin was the soft tones of almost pure alabaster marble. Not long after we began chatting on the internet, I discovered that she had a passion about...
He pulled up into the driveway, parked, and then made his way up to the front door. She had said she might be running a little late (which was nothing new), so she had left the front door open. He walked in, made a detour to the kitchen, and opened up the door. As he knew he would find, there was a cold beer sitting in the fridge, his favorite brand. He grab...
Game day was always one of her favorite get-togethers but this one was going to be mind blowing, she just knew it. Nikki was just starting to get ready for tonight's fun, she had the package from her husband sitting on the bed, it was still unopened, just as he had requested. She was allowed to open it once she had washed and prepared herself for the evening...
Sheik Omar had been taking good care of the golden haired girl he had found in the desert alongside the crashed airplane. He kept feeding her small sips of water and was surprisingly delighted to notice that during the night she had been peeing all over his best robe he had dressed her in. Because at least that meant her kidneys worked again. So he had remov...
As always, this story is entirely the product of the author's sick and demented mind. The story is the final phase of Harry Dick's Christmas Story, written at the suggestion of a number of writers on Literotica. My thanks to DanielleKitten for her read as I was composing this little tale and anyone else who gets a chuckle from my character's antics. For thos...
She looked at me from across the cafe. At first I didn't think much of it. She was a cute, girl-next-door type who wore bookish horn-rimmed glasses and her brown hair in a braided ponytail. I guessed she was a few years younger than me. I was there to work, having dropped my car off at the shop down the street for what was expected to be a couple hours wort...