The Literotica Olympics Event: Sailing SHIP'S LOG Open 49er | #665 - Team Scandinavia | I. M. Liar, skipper; Nicola BluePen, crew - Wed 1 Sep 2004 14:05:00 [Final Regatta] Position: 37° 48.189' N 23° 40.031' E; mainsail; 0.2 kt 17º T The air is stilled. It doesn't even feel like real, breathable, air. It burns, a searing breath of fire that comes in sil...
Ralph had been a long-time friend of mine for the past 7 years. Guys being guys, we had discussed everything from sports to sex. Then one evening as we were sitting at a brewpub having a beer, Ralph wistfully revealed his desire to anally fuck his wife's sexy asshole! Geez, Ralph's explicitly revealing comment was a bit uncharacteristic of his normally res...
The events and characters in this story are fiction. All characters are eighteen or older. My favorite teacher was my math teacher, Mrs. Gibson. She was in her late thirties, a wife and a mom, but man, was she sexy! She had long full blonde hair, a pretty face, was average in height, and had big tits. Like most of the teachers she dressed casual more than...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Ch 01 – Nature Therapy Jenna had always been skinny, had no tits, lank hair, and a gaunt face (at least, she thought so). As her teen years marched on without change, her embarrassment grew, and she took to wearing baggy clothes that hid her frame. By sixteen she no longer bothered doing anything with her hair, nor did she continue to wear makeup. She kept...
In a cathedral overlooking most of the town of Raegustus, a man in a silver-embroidered black cloak stood watch over the quiet scape below. He smiled to himself, looking up at the waxing gibbous moon... tomorrow it would be full, and the ceremony could take place. All that was left was the sacrifice... and his assistants were taking care of that matter as he...
One of the big lessons I learned the summer I graduated from high school was that if something is worth doing, it's worth doing even if it was your mother's idea. The Park Department was putting on a series of events for young adults, and my mother kept bugging me to go to one of them. "It will get you out of the house," she'd say. "You love the outdoors. It...
This story is a work of fiction solely from the twisted mind of Chromex. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters are of at least 18 years of age unless otherwise specifically mentioned. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or total, without the author's permission. * They say that no good deed ever...
----=(The Ulballa)=---- Majgen was awakened by the characteristic two tone clinging sound of the apartment's visitor alert. While swinging her legs off the bed she cleared her throat. "Room-seven-four-two-clock-display," she said, to have the time displayed on the wall. She blinked her vision into focus. 'It's the middle of the night,' she thought, 'and w...
We head east and Hank proposes * Scorpius1945 * Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any li...