An occasional series of short erotic stories and novellas about first time sexual experiences... some are funny, some are sad and some have strayed into the realms of the taboo or the unusual...mostly the stories are about people and relationships rather than just sex although there are explicit sexual descriptions in some if not all of the tales. So be warn...
I had been planning on ending this at thirteen, you know just say she died in childbirth or something. Except I couldn't do that, so many were saying that I had to keep going on this. In fact one of those is right... OH MY GOD, LOOK OUT BEHIND YOU. So I didn't get you to look, at least that is the lie that I will believe, and likely best to never admit to l...
My name is Jennifer Yang. I was your typical Asian-American princess born and raised in southern California. I was attending UCLA majoring in business, intent on professional success and marrying well. But then I fell in with a bad crowd (according to my parents) and everything changed. They were Hollywood types; stuntmen to be specific. A stuntman stands i...
Chapter 57: A New Dream The drive back was uneventful, and the rest of the day was spent to put things away, plan our agendas and come back to real life. Weeks came and went, and we had one major problem. The due diligence we had ordered when we had looked at the company in Southern Australia was full of flaws, and I assumed that fraud was involved. It too...
Dear Readers, Firstly, this is a resubmission. This story was first posted under 'Romance,' as a celebration of exceeding 500 followers on Literotica. Despite the fact this story, at its core is about two people who fall in love (and have lots of sex), it was not well received. A rather vocal but small group of people made it their business to not read the...
Notes from the Underground Book III of the Zax Trilogy Translated into Archaic English by Zeta. Translators Note This translation was undertaken as part of a thesis on archaic languages. The archaic period selected is the 21th century, as measured using pre-modern reckoning. The particular dialect chosen is the American version of English, as spoken and...
Note: This is NOT a new story. I have broken up the story previously published as "My Niece and I Go on Vacation" into two parts. This is the first part, prior to the vacation actually starting. * As I left my brother's place, pressed on the accelerator and headed back towards my own place, I pulled out my cell phone and called Tanya's number. She answered...
Part 1 "Here's some burnt connective tissue," she said, wiping a small grease splatter off her nipple and forking three strips of bacon onto Rod's plate. Before turning back to the stove she snapped off a piece for herself. Burnt connective tissue tasted so good sometimes, especially on a late winter morning like this. Her comment was playing to her vegeta...
Chapter 1: Tuesday Morning, 6:30AM "Your Class is what?" asked Alaina. It's way too early for this kind of shit. Ugh, how the fuck did this happen? She brought her hands up to rub at her eyes. Her entire body was tingling. "[Cunning Linguist]," came the reply from behind her. She giggled sleepily. Is that a joke? "I can't really argue it after last nig...
+++++ Redeemers of the Fallen +++++ The following is my entry for the 2019 Halloween Story Contest. This is of course the sequel to the First Place winner from the 2016 contest, Sisters of the Fallen. While not strictly necessary to enjoy this new tale, I highly encourage you to read "Sisters" first so the personalities, histories, and motivations of the pr...