Hi! And thanks for checking out another illustrated story by yours truly. I said that I wouldn't be doing another one but I couldn't resist! For those that asked last time, I used DAZ 3D for each render with custom made characters by myself. Just like last time they took around two hours each to render. This is a small story between a son and his mother. I...
Thanks again to Chiara23 for your help in editing this story. If you've read the first two "chapters" of this story, you know that this is fantasy. I don't condone extra marital sex. This is just a fun and exciting fantasy. This story involves a male-female-male threesome and some mental male-on-male fantasizing. If that's not your cup of tea, feel free to...
Here is a short epilogue which serves to tie up the story of Danny, Jackie, and Delaney, and perhaps give the reader hope for what happens from here on out. My editor for For Want of a Snow Blower, pt. 3, hated the abrupt way the story ended so I wrote this for her, and everybody else, who cares about these characters. Fair warning, there's little or no sex...
Mike was short of stature, standing a mere 5'2", and most everyone he knew thought he was too skinny. He'd let his hair grow down to his shoulders, his face was clean-shaven, and his personal hygiene great. He even flossed. His overriding passion were running and playing video games and he had developed an especial love for retro-gaming. When he wasn't out p...
Hello again! As you may know from my first story, I'm rather new to the whole "erotic literature" thing. My first story was about an experience that happened when I was 18, and since I got so much positive feedback, I thought I'd write another story. I had no idea the effect I could have on some of you guys (and gals)! I was extremely flattered by so many of...
This is dedicated to the gifted author, Emily Plaything whose work may be found on Literotica. ***** I was just twenty-two then, 1975, a single white female, living in Brooklyn, seeking, something, I didn't know what exactly. I had a cell phone, but no television. I had a little single burner stove and a mini-fridge. I had an I-Pod a friend had forgott...
Monica didn't even argue when I spurned her offer of my thong. She just put it back in her beach bag with a troubled expression on her face. "I'll just put my dress back on when I get back to the car. Thanks anyway." I was quite dry now and I combed my hair and adjusted my waist chain. I walked nonchalantly along the beach and up to the car park chatting t...
At the Summit - Part Twelve ------------------------------------------------- by Richard Williams Copyright 2005, All rights reserved ------------------------------------------------- Contributed by Richard Williams for the enjoyment of Literotica's readers. This fictional story is copyrighted and may only be used for your personal pleasure. It may not...
Authors notes: This is the first installment of the story let me know what ya'll think more to come soon! -SN --- No one ever tells you how difficult it is to get back into civilian life. Ten long years I was in the military and I had it great. I had a decent house every time I moved all to myself. Bought pretty much whatever I damn well wanted during tha...
Rai laid in Nik's arms as they sat on the couch. It had been a trying week for her in the ER and she needed a lot of love and affection from her man. She literally pressed her face against his warm, masculine chest when a cellphone sung its ringtone. "Seriously? Better not be work again," she cursed, grabbing it. "Hello?" Her face turned from pissed to ann...