Thanks to all who have followed this story. As mentioned before this story is a collaborative effort between Rebeccasm and Sadkins116. Rebecca provides the art and Sadkins116 provides the story. All persons are of age and do not represent any persons living or dead. We wish to thank SLWilde for her help in editing this story. She was an immense help. We wel...
SusanJillParker has lots of questions but no answers. Help. I need help. Being that there are lots of wicked smart and/or educated people who read the sexy stories posted on Literotica, I need your help. I need answers. I have lots of questions that I don't have the answers. In search of answers, I need answers. With all of these unanswered questions hurti...
Gail King, a natural blonde with a figure sculptured perhaps by the sculptor's gardener employed to shape shrubs rather than by the sculptor himself was deposited on rickety jetty on Kismet Island where there was a small roof on four poles for shelter. "Don't worry love," said the deckhand with an unusually soft Aussie accent as she steered the inflatable...
Saturday, December 24, 1983 had everyone celebrating at another huge party and wedding reception after the marriage of Robert Michael Seldon and Crystal Dawn North. All of their family and friends chipped in to send them on a cruise down the Mexican coast over the New Year's holiday, but the ship wasn't to set sail until Friday, the 30th of December and then...
*-*-* I know in my last submission, I said that I might not try writing any more straight or 'hetero' (as many people on lit call it) stories. But I got this idea that was a little different than what I did with the other straight story that I did titled 'The Intruder' (if you haven't read it yet, maybe you should check it out in my profile). This is a sto...
Chapter 7 — FRIDAY — Making plans Roxanne Lopez was contemplative as she watched the purple-white smoke twist off the end of Jennifer Finney's cigarette. The brunette had told her she'd given up smoking a while ago, following her divorce, but after last night's events she needed a comfort blanket. Roxie understood why. A long time ago, she'd been like Je...
A masseuse and her client's first time with extras * 'Not here, surely not here,' he was thinking? 'Should I?" she asked herself. 'He seems up for it and must be well-off coming here and paying their fees.' 'Do places like this offer 'extras,' he wondered as her hand slithered up the inside of his slightly parted thighs? 'I can make it look accidental s...
"Sometimes, I wish I still knew what it was like, to feel things, and to have a heartbeat," Shadya Ismail said, as she stood inside Dr. Jayson "Jay" Hawthorne's living room, looking more tired than he could ever remember seeing her. The tall, handsome African-American physician looked at her with concern, and for a moment, he looked much older than his thirt...
This is a story about doctors and nurses, and a few other people. It is a long story, a complicated story and a fucking horny story, even if I do say so myself. It was horny to me writing it and I hope it will be as horny for you reading it. I am planning to present the story to Lit in a series of parts over the next few months, so you will have something t...
"Do not tell a friend anything you would conceal from an enemy."-Arab proverb. *** "There is, of course, the tale of the man who built a horse of ebony that flew through the air with its rider—" "We've heard that one already. What about the tale of the three Sufi Qalandars who were each the sons of kings and also each blind in one eye?" "That one was as...