Author's note: This series is my homage to the manga and anime series, "Baki the Grappler". Yes, I know there are about 3 different mangas and I think 2 different animes with different titles, but I'll just call the whole thing "Baki the Grappler". So, meet Bachiko. Any resemblance to the original work in terms of characters, plot and theme is entirely inten...
I ended my last submission with Earl driving the yacht to a secluded cove where we could spend the second night with him. Frank, Joe and me were onboard his yacht on a long weekend and we had agreed to let him have the same privileges to my body as both Frank and my husband did, I must say Earl made really good use of his privileges. We had arrived at the c...
As soon as Helen got out of the shower, she wrapped a towel around herself, opened the bathroom door and peeked out into the living room. Nothing moved. The light from the computer cast an eerie glow into the room. She worried about leaving it unattended, as if something might crawl out through the screen, or that it might shut down or that he might get ther...
She stood back away from the churning bodies in the mosh pit listening to the band play. Her hair was cut short in the front only to fall long and silky in the back, almost to her ass, framed her face. Her make-up dark against her soft white skin, blacks and reds with purple shadow over her eyes created a vision of worthy of any and all including the reignin...
If the first few weeks had been heaven, the ones that followed were limbo. The relationship between Rebecca and I had started off so passionate that I could hardly believe how fast it stagnated. I guess what they say about the brightest candle burning the quickest is true. Our romance had taken a shift off the path of fun. Our sex wasn't exciting anymore. Su...
Reader, this story starts essentially as none consent, but traverses into a torrid love affair between a young man and an older woman. * The opportunity that I hadn't really been looking for happened totally by accident, and certainly not by design. I had the hots for my best mates mother, and had had them for as long as I can remember, I had known him an...
(This story picks up exactly where Ch. 1 left off.) She nearly falls into the room, languidly stepping as her body tries to adjust from the erotic explostion she just had while pressed against the door in the hallway. He holds the door open with his outstretched left hand, watching her unsteady movements and smiling. Leaning down, he grabs the things he...
"A Nightmare on Elm Street" is a low-budget horror movie from 1984. In my opinion, it's *the* classic teen-slasher movie. I've kept the same main characters but taken some liberties with the plot. The teenagers in this story may seem quite naive but bear in mind its set in much more innocent times, back in the 80s before the internet and mobile phones, sex...
After locking the door to her office, Carmen slipped out of her dress and admired herself in the full-length mirror mounted on her office wall. Her new bra and panties, both midnight black and get-me-wet sexy, looked terrific on her thirty-something body. Succumbing to vanity, she felt herself up for a few moments before booting up her computer and going on-...
Do not copy this work or parts of it to other sites than Literotica. Many thanks to Linda62953 to help me to present this story better. Chapter 9: Gratitude Charlotte woke up earlier than normal with urgent feelings. She washed quickly at home. Brendon would probably come to the lake, but that was of no concern today. Sitting on her couch, she took her t...