Die Anzeige auf dem Notizbrett der Uni hatte sich gelesen als ob jemand nach einem Cosplaymodel für ein professionelles Shooting gesucht hätte. Aber jetzt da Anne vor dem Tor des Hauses stand zu dem sie die Navigation ihres Handys geführt hatte kamen ihr leise Zweifel ob der Einsteller nicht vielleicht an etwas ganz anderem interessiert war. "Für den Jo...
(For Talenwolf; the editor who shows that anger builds as well as destroys and has been an insane level of support with this story - and a few others) (Note: the start of this story is gory, involving a tale of torture and genocide. It is not too graphic but it is rough) (There is a great deal of violence in this tale but I promise it will make sense befor...
Ego. Following your virginity, it should be the second thing to go. There's no room for ego in the world of the male swinger. Save the narcissism for singles bars. If you're goin' solo in this lifestyle, more often than not, ego will be your downfall. It's been my personal experience that a humble attitude, regarding all endeavors, results in success. Her...
Copyright Issues: Nonprofit fiction. Bard's Song around the end is based off Bertold Brecht's poem "To our Posterity." Intro: The world of Dunia is similar to ours, where men and monsters evolved in similar forms, and lived side-by side with many continents and countries. The Continent of Ermor has two empires locked in a war for supremacy: Human Holy-Les...
Premier thread Fabienne est une belle jeune fille. Elle a 19 ans, blonde aux cheveux mi-longs. De beaux yeux noisette, un joli corps qui fait se retourner les hommes sur son passage, un joli minois avec un teint mat, une poitrine plutôt grosse, sans être imposante, ferme comme le sont les jeunes poitrines de sportives. {first_name] est une jeune fille...
Liam was home. I didn't see him, but the shower was running and the pipes were doing their usual imitation of Niagara Falls. I plopped down on the couch and took a swig of the warm beer that was still where I'd left it and turned on ESPN. Ugh, tractor pulls are not my thing. I surfed the channels giving every station the standard 2-second shot at catching my...
C'est la première histoire que j'ai écrite. A l'époque on allait sur minitel. J'avais 25 ans. Je viens de la retrouver sur mon ordinateur. Le string était déjà très tendance. *********************** On était au mois d'août. Il faisait une chaleur écrasante. Je devais prendre l'avion sur les coup de 9 heures du matin et afin de ne pas être prise dans les em...
Mike & Karen Disclaimer: All characters are 18 years of age or older while actively engaging in sexual activity. This story is a prequel/sequel (sprequel?) to my other work, Alex & Alexa. As always, many thanks and gratuitous panty shots from Freja and Jeanie to my long-suffering editor and beta-reader for their assistance in polishing up and improv...
The Sexual Politics of love and lust are more complex than they at first appear. Who controls, and who agrees to be controlled? In this story of perversity and obsession TRISTAN TROTSKY explores the rules to the limit... ***** "Pornography leads to toothache." He glances up. Mike's tall stooping frame caught against the glittering glass facets of th...
Note: Apologies denizens of Literotica for taking this long to get the other half of this chapter posted. I might as well tell you all that Ch. 27 is finished and someone offered to edit it... GASP! A chapter is actually getting proofread? Well, that's if they actually do it. Either way, thank you for your patience. Ch. 25 - They're dropping like flies! O...