A couple years ago I met a forty-something married woman I had got to know on line. She was nervous (me also, being married too) we just met at a public park on a weekday afternoon. We sat at an open picnic pavilion and talked about our lives etc. After an hour or so our talking progressed into a little hugging and one not very passionate kiss. I was then...
This short piece of fiction is dedicated to someone who wants to remain anonymous, a regular reader of Literotica stories, and one who asked if I would be up for a little role-playing in her fantasy. Enjoy. **************** His finger teased her clitoris, gently tapping to the beat of the music. “I wish you’d just get on with it and stick that monster in...
I am at a lunch party, sitting next to an attractive, middle aged, lady that I have never met before. It is high summer in South Africa , it's hot and she is wearing a long flowing dress. She has a great figure, is very chatty in an interesting way because she reveals the right amount of information about herself while finding out something about me. I am...
August 1 Dear Marilyn, Here I am at Summer Band Camp, and it looks like a really bitchin' place. There are some real hunks here, especially one guy who plays the saxophone. I saw him pucker up his lips to start playing, and I imagined him kissing me, first on the mouth and then on my boobs and then working his way down to my pussy. Gosh, I get horny just t...
Girls have needs too, right? I know that I do. Sometimes what I need is down and dirty, no holds barred, roll-in-the-hay sex. Every so often something goes awry in my brain and I can't concentrate on anything until I satisfy my urges. Ninety-five percent of the time I'm a good girl. Five percent of the time I'm something else. Last night the need arose and...
Hello, everybody. My name is Fatima Al-Anwar and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was raised in the Capital region of Canada. We Somalis are well-known to be conservative, and we've been staunchly Muslim since shortly after the days of the Prophet Muhammad himself. Before the Arabian Peninsula and...
It's Midnight in a dark & silent parking lot, with a single car, mine, parked near the back edge. A second car, yours, enters slowly, but purposefully and takes an adjoining position. You turn off your engine, and now there is silence. I open my door. You open your door. Your feet touch the ground, quietly. You glance towards me, but its dark, nothing t...
I have encouraged my wife Celeste in exhibitionist activities for the entire 20 years that we have been married. In the early years of our marriage, she didn't need much encouragement. She was fairly freewheeling in that we had sex in public places, she would change clothes in the car on the Interstate, flash truckers and so forth. And, our sex life was phen...
This story is dedicated to those readers who liked "It Has Only Happened Once," a previous story of mine, and especially those who documented their positive feedback: RyeandGingerAyle, bruce22, johnnyjay85, HappyWife85, Grayhair61 and Bill (via email). Thank you, all of you! Here is a happy sequel to the saddish ending to that story, with my wife Linda losin...
"Jesus Freaks!" yelled a heckler, during Daniel's first public preaching session with Matthew and the other members of their group. "Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me," he replied, defiantly. This may have been a mistake, as, no sooner were the words out of his mouth when a large stone hit him in the forehead sending a warm...