*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned. *.*.* Cabrini High School in DeGarde, Louisiana had been formed by Monsignor Clarence Abrams with one purpose in mind; to create the most perfect a...
Thanks, as always, to my awesome team. My editors are PapaKilo14, Hale1, Olddave1951, Pixel the Cat and GeorgeAnderson. Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical review. SBrooks103x also gives me a pre-post read. Thank you, gentlemen. Love you all. This is an older story, not posted on Literotica. If you have read it, thank you, and you need not rea...
"Is this really Stonehenge? It looks brand new. No falling rocks or missing sections like I remember from our family trip to England." Ruby Goddard hesitates in replying. The wonder of it all just blew her away, "This is back in the Medieval period Sophia. For all we know it could be a year old. Of course the grasslands around it look pretty darn green. No...
Lynn's long legs tightened around Ted's body as she had her third orgasm of the night. She held her breath, trying not to cry out in pleasure. Normally, she would happily have given full voice to her satisfaction -- but the knowledge that her roommate was only a thin wall away from her lingered in the back of her mind. That thought was quickly fading as Ted...
Disclaimer: Welcome to chapter 3 of The Square Peg. This story contains a relationship between a mtf and a ftm. Things don't always go perfectly. If you haven't read the previous chapters, much of this won't make sense. For story telling purposes, when Kevin and Andrea are alone, they think of each other as Vonnie and Drew, and pronouns change accordingly....
"Babe...! Baby...?" She says, pining and asking, pawing at his shirt and leaning in. He's big. Big. BIG. Muscles for days, muscles and muscles and muscles. His pecks are bigger than her tits, and that's not a joke. She loves it... she hates it. She hates him. She doesn't know why, she just does somehow. Is it serious? Are they in love? Why do the questio...
Author's Notes: This story is erotic fantasy written by Etaski. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this story, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Etaski 2018 This is my Geek Pride Day entry for Literotica! Written with nostalgic apprecia...
Sydney's trip to Amsterdam was exactly what she wanted it to be; a little alone time to wander around a new city, relax, and let loose for a few days. She biked everywhere, enjoyed the cafes, met some locals in Vondelpark, and saw as many Van Goghs as she could. All up and down the canals, flowers were blooming beneath rows of ornate, narrow houses. Of cour...
Chapter 1 Morning. The beginning of the day or the ending of a long night. I guess it depends on who you are and what your opinion may be on the subject. Mornings were never looked forward to by Everett Clausen Livingston V, Ev to all his family and friends. His full first name, a name handed down through the years in his family, was only used to irritate h...
Dear readers If you're looking for a stroke story, you won't find it here. Also, this story is dark and bittersweet. Some of the dialogue and images may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised. As always the only payment I receive are your comments and votes— I appreciate both. So, curl up with that special person, give them a big kiss...