It was during our first holiday at the French nudist resort of Le Cap d'Agde that we met Bernard. Chris and I had only been together for about 8 months and I had never been on a naturist holiday before, in fact I had only recently started to go nude outside of our home. However I was beginning to enjoy the sexual buzz of the opportunities to flaunt my naked...
Editor's Note: this submission contains raceplay and femdom content. * Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of hav...
Linda goes back to Randy's I guess that not only am I an exhibitionist, I am somewhat a submissive. I think that it comes from my strict Catholic upbringing. My mother was a good Catholic wife, pregnant all the time. She had no desire to be anything other than a mother, at least that's what it seems. If she ever had any dreams of being anything else, she ne...
Writer shows how to entice readers to read her stories by using mother and son incest. There are more than fifty-five thousand writers who contribute stories to Literotica. With all of the stories, tens of thousands of them that appear each year and nearly three hundred thousand stories that appear in Literotica's archives, how do I entice readers to read m...
I was bored. That's my excuse. I was bored. My name is Kendra Wilson and this is a story about how boredom, listlessness and depression can make you do some pretty crazy things. First, a little background. I'm supposed to be a college freshman, like most girls my age. In fact, I was – for a few months. But life doesn't always work out the way you want it...
I was on the west coast visiting some of my friends and I went to a dress club. I still laugh at the connotation of it, dress club instead of strip club. I was confused. I didn't know what to make of it. Am I supposed to dress up formally? Am I supposed to wear a dress? What? I had no idea what to expect and what I was in for until I walked through the door...
Hello, everybody! This is a little side project I thought I'd try out to flex my creative muscle. I've always been somewhat fascinated with ENF and ENM stories, but I've never written any of my own! That's going to change, through. The concept is simple. You create a character that finds themself in a situation where all of their worldly possessions are lost...
Nikki's Night Part 1 I quickly rushed into the front door of my apartment building. I was so nearly out of breath; I'd just jogged through town. Yet even though I sort of wanted to slow down and take a break, part of me didn't allow it. I was far too excited for what I had planned! I guess I was also trying to fight back any chance I had to hesitate. Doing...
"On-Camera After Bar 69" is the third story of four. It was drawn from experiences of an American white male nude art model named Tom from Cleveland. This filthy white male sex-pig gets a gig as a naked sex-model and publicly engages in sex and mutual rimming with a naked filthy Ukrainian female, Marina, on-camera in a porn studio in Nuremberg, Germany. Weal...
Kiran woke up the next morning with a full night's sleep. He did not have a single dream which meant that he had been exhausted. When he woke up, however, he was full of energy. Sheila was sitting on the sofa and was on her phone. She smiled when she saw he had woken up. Kiran knelt in front of her and kissed her feet as she put the leash on him. "8 'o' clo...