What would you do for me? When you told me you would do anything for me, did you mean it? How much time, I wonder, would you spend finding out what anything is and proving that you would, in fact, do anything? Do you truly know what I want? How creative and gentle a lover can you be? Would you trace every curve, every corner, every crevice of my body wit...
This story is true, except for the plot. All characters are of the legal age of consent in the municipality in which you are reading this. All rights reserved by the author, including movie rights and Broadway musical rights. * "Earth Day – Free Taste" it read on the green t-shirt draped over her slim torso. I was curious what that meant. But the rea...
9:56 I watched the video in horror. He recorded the whole scene from the point he asked me if I want my face to be painted by his cum. My response: "No! In my mouth! All of it." Sounded so demeaning now. And then the whole process of sucking and slurping cum out of his black, hard, throbbing cock... I was surprised how much of that thick jism fitted into my...
The Perils of Pauline Carpenter. You Promise "Don't get in the way, you hear me, I'm telling you," the skinny tall man picked up his coat as the nice but plain looking woman fussed round trying to help him, "Get off woman, now you understand?" The woman smiled nervously, "Yes, yes I understand," her fingers went to her lip nervously touching her mouth, me...
As an avid Literotica reader, this is my first attempt at writing. This story will extend to at least 6 chapters (maybe more!), so please be patient with the first two as they are mostly backstory and character development, although chapter one will give you a little taste. I promise lots of hot and heavy scenes to follow!! Also, I could not have written th...
Paul spent most of the next morning under his truck. There was an oil leak and he was allowed by Mrs M to use the crude workshop to sort it out. That's how it went out here. People helped each other out, not for money, not for favour. You helped out because that's what you do. Without being asked Paul fixed the vintage water pump so that guests could have a...
I think that there's more than enough mistakes in this one. Please forgive it? Continuation of Good Bye Promise. Not up to the sex yet, that will be the next chapter :) * We sat down at a bench in Central Park, my excitement still bubbling within me. "Wow, Tyler. This city it's.... it's beautiful. Thank you for taking me out. I really do appreciate it."...
As Russ stepped off the plane, he smiled to himself. Pulling his long brown coat tighter around him and yanking his hat down on his hairless head, he entered the terminal. He was there to keep a promise — one made to Kathleen, an Internet friend. He said if he was ever in her state, he’d meet her and they would hold a proper make-out session. No actual sex,...
I lay next to my sleeping fiancee Mike and I thought of the nearly unbelievable happenings of the past 48 hours or thereabouts since we had arrived. It had been early Friday morning when we finally made it to Mike's Father's home. It was now early Sunday morning and I was trying to make some semblance of order and rationality out of what had transpired durin...
Chapter 1 "Alright, you wanted to sit down and talk, Jill. We're sitting. We're talking. With no lawyers around, either. I hope that this doesn't put me off my appetite, because it's a shame to waste great falafel and tahini sauce," I told my estranged wife, Jill, as she sat with me in my favorite Greek and Middle Eastern cafe. "Look ... Jack. I blew it. O...