"I'll get us some beers," Sully said as he ambled off to the kitchen while Shelly and I lay entwined, too tired and too relaxed to move. "Ah shit!" Sully's voice reverberated throughout the apartment. "What?" We called out in unison. "There ain't no more fuckin' beer." Shelly giggled and I laughed, calling out, "Go get some, you're the host at this party...
****Thank you Skye for taking the time to edit this story!**** I work full time. I've been a bus driver for many years. This year, I happen to drive for your children. Every morning, you're standing at the bus stop with your children. Every morning you smile at me and flirt a little. In the afternoon I bring your children home to you. You are my last stop o...
This is an official entry into the 2007 Literotica How-To Contest. Please take a moment to make your voice heard and vote at the end of this essay. ----- Lately all anyone can talk about is "The Secret." (If you haven't heard about "The Secret," yet, you've probably been really busy, huh?) But remember back in the 80's, when the big topic was the "Superwom...
Jill's thoughts drifted back to the events of the past weekend, Sunday had been a bit of a washout as she had been exhausted by the Woodland walk, she smiled remembering being surprised at her enjoyment of being forcibly taken and becoming submissive. Steve, she recalled, had obviously enjoyed himself, he had royally screwed her immediately on their return h...
Over the next few days, the buxom, bubbly blonde bimbo Belli seemed increasingly... distracted. Garin didn't know what to think. She was still happy to make him breakfast in bed, of course, and eagerly sucked him to sleep each night, but during the daytime he often caught himself having to prompt her to please him, or make dinner, or do anything other than s...
It ain't easy being a hung futa during the winter. It gets cold down there. But it's also fucking great being a hung futa during the winter. 'Oh, baby, please, I'm freezing! Do you know how bad the circulation is! Just let me put it inside you for a few minutes! You won't even notice! You're just so warm!' The fact that that's worked more than not at all...
"That much for the three of you?" The Jennys sits at the bar of the lobby, each with a white wine spritzer in their right hand with their right leg crossed over their left leg. All three talk with Maklis Skarg, a Choharan businessman. Like most of the Choharans, Skarg has smooth pale-white skin with amber eyes, two long-horn shaped nastrels on his nosele...
Hey guy's and gals, Ducky here. Just a couple of things before we start. (SKIP THIS SECTION IF YOU JUST WANT TO READ) This will be a very narrative-driven story, however, I certainly do plan to have one hell of a bunch of erotica packed in so no need to worry about that, I must warn You however that the prologue contains only a little, as soon as You get to...
The weather was unpleasant, again. This spring had been nothing but rain and I was tired of it. I loved the bright sunshine, light rains, and gentle breezes that defined my normal concept of spring. The weather here in Virginia did not meet those conditions. Susan Sharp, 28 years old, had moved here after her husband John, who was also 28 and only a year o...
Short and sweet for Summer Lovin 2020. It's my first ever contest submission and is inspired by a true story and some great memories. * Back in the Summer of '87, my dad took me and my brother to a resort in Wisconsin for a week's vacation. I was just a 13-year-old kid and wasn't really looking forward to missing sandlot baseball games in favor of fishing...