She was strong when she needed to be: my initial impressions of Katherine was that she was brutishly powerful and yet at times as gentle as a butterfly. She was clever too: sharper than an axe with a wit that could cut through pathetic ripostes like a tropical storm would decimated sandcastles. She lived with my aunt because she worked on the farm; I lived...
I walk into my apartment with the bag in my hand, giddy with excitement. Opening the whisky I'd got from a friend, I sit on my couch lazily. I remove my coat, not bothering to put anything on. Sipping slowly, I rerun the events that have led me here. Here, naked, with a bag of God knows what, leaking on my chair. He makes me wet, but it's far more than that....
Author's note: These chapters reveal some of the exploits of an expert card-player, Greg, who uses his skills to get his way with married women. He never discloses that he has played poker at competitions in Las Vegas and, as such, has an overwhelming advantage over amateur players. Each chapter features a different female, written from her point of view. A...
It should go without saying that the story you are about to read is fictional. But just in case it doesn’t, I would like to stress that what you are about to read is purely a figment of my filthy imagination… --------------------------- It was an unusually balmy Friday night in London. Even though darkness had fallen over the busy streets, it did nothing t...
This is the same story as: https://www.literotica.com/s/getting-closer-to-friends-dad Just written from the male perspective. **************** She was gorgeous; you know those girls that are just effortlessly cute. Her swimming costume glistened with the water as she stood at the side sorting her goggles out. The black material reflecting the bright ligh...
The phone rang again. This time Angie picked up the receiver. "Hi". Pause. "Oh, that's too bad. Yes, the other girls have already called. But Bob and Johnno and Mike aren't going on the trip. So we've decided to go ahead with the party anyway. Bit top heavy with boys but what the hell." She laughed. Three weeks ago we had decided on an end-of-year basketb...
I awoke the next morning with a major headache. I tumbled into the bath, ran my fingers through my hair, splashed water on my face, and found some Tylenol. There was no glass and I needed something to drink to take the pills. Carey was still asleep and I couldn't hear anything downstairs. I pulled my shirt over my head and peeked out. No one. Well, I thought...
Disclaimer: the following is a work of fiction. It may contain scenes of violence, bondage and/or sexual situations which may or may not be consensual, and is intended for adult readers only. All characters portrayed in this story are adults. This work in not for profit and is intended as entertainment only. The author does not support or encourage violence...
I live for feedback. Contact me at the contact on my profile. ***** 'That's nice, baby,' I heard Alex say. Something was wrong though, Alex's voice wasn't coming from on the bed and if she had my cock in her mouth how could she say anything? Her voice seemed to be coming from somewhere further away. I opened my eyes and saw her sitting in her robe on one o...
Author's note: My first submission to Literotica. This story is true, and as accurate as it can be after all these years. I have only changed or been vague about names and locations, to protect real people's anonymity. **** London, 1986, just after eleven in the evening. A young man detaches himself from the crowd leaving a student bar and walks, alone, t...