A bonfire on the beach. An ocean breeze stirred the smoke that hung in the air. A group of guys were sitting on a bench looking out over the fire and the waves. Cameron knocked a cigarette from the pack, lit and drew a deep breath. Exhaling slowly, he passed it to his friend. The guys were sitting outside a small bar. It was spring break. The place was pack...
Cameron felt on the verge of tears as she looked in the mirror. She hoped she wouldn't actually cry and ruin her mascara. After three weeks you'd think she'd be over the mess that was her Prom, but the whole night still haunted her. The memories were woven into the beautiful light blue gown she now wore. How could she get through this night in this dress?...
Like many Literotica contributors I get a number of personal feedback messages from readers -- a few are full of bile; but most are constructive and positive. Some have ended up in me in corresponding with readers and other authors fairly regularly. This is a story of how correspondence led to more than that - an afternoon and evening of debauched sex. It...
First of all, I want to thank everyone who has taken time to read this story. I am having a terrific time writing this tale. I want to thank Mokkelke for helping keep me on track with this and helping me learn more about writing. I want to thank my editor, LaRascasse, for simply being willing to work with me. You two guys are the best. There are many other p...
Brea was overrun with anticipation as she awaited the office party she helped plan. She felt trickles of arousal stirring between her legs and she couldn't wait to let her lioness out of her cage. She passed the time by watching the cars zoom by on the highway from her office. The sun was going to be leaving for the day in a couple of hours and that's when...
***Author's note: This story is much, much longer than my first. While there's still a lot of sexy times going on here there's also a whole lot more story going on. I hope y'all enjoy it and come back for the finale, Part III. PART II "Jesus fuck..." As soon as the words tumble out of my mouth my brain crashes and reboots. We paint quite the picture: El...
Cameron was miserable. Her whole body was getting tender in random places and she was having a hard time keeping the most random food down. Bananas. She was craving bananas. Fresh bananas, banana pudding, banana splits, banana milkshakes... she was on banana overload and it was so hard hiding it from her parents. She just waved it off as a phase, but one n...
Alana Fowler, a single 26-year old baker/dessert eatery owner, was in her apartment in midtown Atlanta, thinking up ideas for cakes for her bakery/dessert eatery called Sinfully Sweet & Decadent. Her bakery has cupcakes, layer cakes, cookies, cinnamon rolls, and other desserts so rich that would make even a hardcore aerobic addict want to cheat on their diet...
Much is made about the risks of developing online friendships and how meetings between those who have only typed to each other are usually disappointing. Obviously, considering that vast number of people using this type of communication medium, there must be exceptions to that rule. This is just such an exception. ___________________________ Cameron had en...
First of all, thank you everyone for taking time to read this story. Your words of support mean so much. I want to thank Mokkelke especially because she has really helped me write this tale. She is amazing. Any errors found throughout this story are clearly my doing and are no reflection on her. So please, simply enjoy the tale. I must warn you, however. T...