Anna slept for about an hour, exhausted from her explosive orgasm. I, on the other hand, was wide awake, thinking about my new found arrangement. It was a lot to take in; I still wasn't sure exactly how far Anna wanted to take this. I expected she would break by the end of the week and let me have some relief of my own. Anna showered quickly to freshen up,...
Yes she was there right in the middle of the sunny afternoon to attend to the crucial match of her newly owned soccer team, the Red Blue Strings. Right at the center of the small Vip area she was a stunning presence. The delicately pale neck and face protruding from her expensive white fur coat, designer wraparound oversized sunglasses covering her eyes,...
Part 24: Hey Jealousy At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't already. It has incestu...
Note: This story is a continuation of "Poolside: Ch. 04, Pt. 1." Originally appearing on Literotica on 09/08/03, but recently edited to correct several typos and other careless errors. * Later in the week Katrina did a blistering-fast ten miles, and she was really wiped out. As we walked into her apartment, she got cramps in both legs and I had to carry...
The less control one has over their life, the more likely they are to act out in some fashion. I know this because my life was rigidly controlled and I acted out spectacularly. Luckily for me, my acting out was never discovered by my family, my fans, nor the press. Maybe there really is a God. I grew up in a musical family. Which is a major understatement....
This is a journey through the intricate channels of a woman's mind. It is also the other side of the stories, 'Tradition and Triumph' and its sequel 'Tradition and Triumph Again'. The reader is advised to read these first. They are more in line with typical steamy prose. This is an examination of a woman's sexuality through a story. ***** We were living...
I taught Communications in a large, state university for 25 years and my wife taught in the School of Nursing for 20. A couple of years ago we retired in our 50's with comfortable pensions. Upon retiring, we moved to a community that was occupied, for the most part, with folks, many retired and most about our age, close enough to the university that I can...
Kharma grew up in a small Pennsylvania Dutch town. Population was only a little over twelve hundred. Most people were related with one another or to those from the nearby town of similar population. For Kharma it was different, growing up in a mixed marriage, black mother and white father. Life wasn't always pleasant, but it hardened her and made her a stron...
Amevina awoke to find herself alone on the bedroll. When she sat up and looked around, she found him sat against a tentpole in his jeans, with a lantern overhead. He had drawn his knees up and used them as a table for his sketchbook, and scribbled madly across a page. She rose to her feet and when she stretched, Arawn looked up and smiled at her nude form in...
Og's Blog Part 01 September to December 2019 Copyright oggbashan (and copyright for those I have quoted) Apart from the Author's name this is supposed to be non-fiction. A couple of people have asked me to make a permanent record of the real-life anecdotes I had posted in the Authors' Hangout and General Board so this is the first part. +++ How I chose...