Juliette and I hadn’t seen each other in almost two months. The last time we’d even spoken to one another on the phone had been a disaster. And the last time we’d seen each other…well, let’s just say that things had not gone well. So when she called and said that she was coming over…’to get a few things and maybe talk’ I didn’t know what to think. Of course,...
There's only one good thing about getting a late train from London Waterloo -- you're pretty much guaranteed a seat. And after a bitch of a day at work, even a small victory like that was something. As he climbed into the carriage he registered that something was slightly unusual but his tired brain dismissed the though and focussed instead on getting comfor...
Hi, this is Kevin again. Hope u all enjoyed my 2 stories which I posted before. Everyone has that "one song" that always brings them back to their youth. Even though I am only 33, the song called "The Summer Of 69" has always held memories for me due to the factor that this story takes place on a summer. And it was the most romantic and memorable summer...
I read so many great stories here on Literotica and find myself so enraptured by the details and stories that come through here that it's just unfathomable to me. Yet for me, I find the most erotica stories come from the "true" factor. Those stories told from past experiences always held some form of feeling and emotion, that one discovers him or herself wra...
My name’s Mikie. Not a great name for a girl, but there you go. I have been a British car nut for a long time. I’ve always been a gear head. I’m a small girl, not quite 5’2”, barely 100 lbs., but I can twist a wrench and figure out mechanical stuff. I got so enthusiastic about Brit cars that I suggested the local car club host a Brit car event. They said su...
I've always wondered what it would be like to fuck someone in the ass. I was in our favorite love shop looking for Christmas gifts for my wife when I saw a wall display of butt plugs and other toys for ass fucking. I stopped and was reading some of the information on the packages when a sales girl came over and asked me if I was interested in anal intercours...
Baghdad, The Green Zone Zahra is sitting on the desk across the room from Steve, with her leather high heel boots and short grey business skirt with white low-cut top. Zahra opens her legs and leans forward on the desk before she crosses them again and leans back; the sight of her olive almost golden complexion and seductive accent is enough to send Steve's...
I'm a wife-watcher. Pure and simple. Voyeur; peeper; ogler; call it what you will but I'm almost addicted. I think I've always been a wife-watcher. Even before I actually had a wife I would encourage my girlfriends to cheat on me simply so I could watch them get hot and nasty with other men. Occasionally it would work, but more often than not the lady in que...
My name is Marsh Alien, and I am a Romance writer, and I have a problem. "Hello, Marsh Alien." Yeah, yeah. Anyway, in "How to Break the Literotica Toplist, an entry in Literotica's How-To Contest, Tink4Fairy debuted with a work describing the best ways to reach the top-rated lists in each of the site's categories. The Romance category included the followi...
Some part of his mind wondered what had brought him to this place. His exact predicament was at once easy and difficult to describe. His face was currently buried between the thighs of one of his junior officers while he lapped desperately at her dripping sex. Beyond that, he would be hard pressed to say where he was. His mind had long since disappeared, los...