Sometime around 2:00 AM, I am awakened by a door slamming. It appeared quite close, maybe the next room. I rolled over trying to return to sleep, and succeeded for a short time, only to be awakened by the sounds of fucking happening in the next room. The bed is hitting the wall in rhythmic cadence, a female voice is heard reacting to each push of cock into p...
I woke up Monday morning very early; too early to get up. I was spooned up against Heather's backside. It felt good to have my lover sleeping next to me after her weekend away. I listened to her breathing, in and out; slow and regular. I propped myself on my elbow and stared down at the face of the woman I love. Until last week, it had been the face of a c...
I’m the first to admit that I don’t have much luck with the ladies. They keep their distance and turn serious around me. I guess I lack that physical hotness or pompous confidence. My job has a lot of serious and uncool people who never ventured to the gym or read a GQ article about men shaving their legs. There are also very few women. The once that are the...
Behind closed doors, lots of guys enjoy sharing their wives/girlfriends. As a single white American, I'd been fairly lucky in my years living in Japan. I met quite a few Japanese as well as foreign couples who have included me in sexual get-togethers. I'm definitely not a male model, just a regular schmo. But I was always gracious, polite and charming. I mad...
As the greyhound bus dropped off the freeway and began to wind through the outskirts of New York I stared through the window at snow piled high alongside the roads. It was December 7th, five months to the day after my eighteenth birthday, and I was going for interview at the School of Art. I was hoping my cousin, Alison, would be there to meet me at the bus...
Marie had come across country on vacation to visit with her Aunt in Texas. They went into Dallas and went to the Galleria Mall, went to a nice restaurant, and some of the notable places. The highway system was scary. Before going home she decided to visit her two Uncles who were living together in an older neighborhood. Her Aunt drove her over to her Uncles...
Author's note: This is just a story. Not a true one, though I wish it were. My thanks to my friend who has carefully edited for me. This story was rejected by Literotica the first time I submitted it, on the spurious grounds that underage sex was portrayed. This is the about the fiftieth story I have posted to Lit in well over five years, and the first tha...
...Any time the phone rings in the early morning hours it generally means trouble. When it's three AM and it's a phone in a hotel room a million miles from anyone you know it's even more disturbing. As I jump up out of what had started to be a sound sleep and grope for the phone in the unfamiliar darkness every possible scenario is running through my mind...
Until the Board of Adjustment decided her father was dead, Timura Nelaji had been an ordinary student at Miss Turulov's Finishing School. The young lynx attended classes, fantasized about the handsome tiger that taught geography, and gossiped just like all the other furs at Miss Turulov's. And if she enjoyed with unusual vigor the extra-curricular activities...
Alice awoke, with her hand between her legs. Alice took control of her hand, and continued to masturbate. Even her need to pee, didn't dampen her arousal. Alice opened her legs, as she threw off her covers. She was alone in her small apartment. Alice was quite experienced, in the art of masturbation. She had discovered her passion early. She knew why her p...