Training Sessions Anne, Dan and Grace share Seven pm and Dan drove into the carport and was forced to park his car behind Anne's Audi. The space beside her car was taken up by what he thought was Grace's small van. Hefting his briefcase, he walked into the house to find the living room empty but, noticing the outside lights, he suspected both women were...
Money is always dear when you are a graduate student. Let's face it. The money you receive from ones scholarship only stretches so far and three months each year, mine dries up. I am forced to take a part-time job to keep solvent, which cuts into my research and lengthens the time until I can finally graduate into a real life. Each spring, I dread being forc...
My local restaurant has a little secret. It is well hidden behind the walls. The walls are one of those irregular outlines of an old building that has over time morphed together with the building next to and might have the foundation of a building that used to stand there. It's more akin of an old European city, where the medieval inner city grew organically...
Greetings, people. My name is Nikki O'Shea-Winters and I'm a happily divorced woman living in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts. Six feet tall, red-haired, green-eyed, athletic and alabaster-skinned, that's me in a nutshell. For over a decade, I was happily married to a tall, fine-looking African-American gentleman named Isaac Winters. We have two lovely m...
Lots of young Black men dream of bedding a hot older Black woman, and I'm definitely no exception. Been a fantasy of mine for a long time. When it finally happened, it kind of blew me away. My name is Stephen Rousseau and I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I attend Algonquin College, where I study business adminis...
I lie beside him in a large bed. I am dressed in something lacy, gauzy, expensive thing that he picked from my closet. He is nude, his young body firm and lightly muscled, still moist from our earlier exertions. I love his smell at these times. I, also am moist and I clasp a washcloth between my legs. It was warm when he brought it to me but it cools now...
Derek had been living with me for about six months. He was a former student of mine I just sort of picked up outside the grocery store in the fall. We soon got into a routine. It was getting colder and colder that November, rainy and dreary. He cleaned house for me while I played on the computer, read or watched TV. I spanked him regularly; when he needed to...
This is a seven-chapter novella, one of a series of gay male CIA Candy Store unit—using sex in spying—espionage and intrigue novellas, which will post in seven chapters to Literotica with a completion date two weeks after the posting of chapter 1 This series includes MFM, MF, MM, and MMM couplings. "The Rawal wishes to know if you play tennis." "Certainly...
This is but the introductory background to the story of my erotic liberation. Necessary reading to appreciate the erotica in the serial parts that will follow. Dr. Jen. ***** I confess to never thinking I would write for Literotica.com. As much as I have enjoyed some of the more realistic stories over the years, it was not until this Covid-19 crisis that...
Playing with taboo requires a lot of trust and hardiness, and a lot of us are turned on by the very thing that we loathe and fear. Many of us are sexually aroused by that which we feel repelled by. Consider the case of Stephen Valentin, a big and tall, burly Black man who is quite outspoken in his criticism of police, racial profiling, and North America’s ch...