This is my first submission to Lit erotica and I would certainly appreciate any feedback on this true story! * A few days ago I ran across an old College Textbook from many decades back and it made me remember a few days during the spring semester of my junior year at a to be UN-named liberal arts college. The time was the early 1970's roughly the time pe...
The sound of a paddle making contact with Yuri's naked butt reverberated through the room. It also excited him greatly. A bi guy whose preference was men, it seemed that the easiest way - perhaps the only way - for a woman to get him hard was to inflict pain. He was getting that now in spades. In her role as Mama-San, Leslie had good reason to punish him, se...
Alex strutted up to the bouncer at the club entrance as the line started to wind down to him. The bouncer looked at him sideways taking in his appearance. Alex stood still and crossed his arms over his chest, used to it. The security guy took in his very masculine appearance. His dark baggy jeans were tucked behind the tongues of his red basketball shoes. Yo...
Author's Note: Thanks for all the kind feedback & comments on chapter 01. This chapter does a lot to set up the rest of the story, so there isn't a ton of sex. Please hang in there with me and there will be much more sex in the chapters 3-?? I hope this one is sexy enough to keep you interested! ---------------------------------------- I'm not sure how lon...
Author's note: Hello again! I've been a bit slower at getting this chapter out, due partly to a bout of bad health and not wanting to a repeat of what happened with the last chapter. That brings me to my second point of address; I realised too late (due to my own silliness) that I left behind some errors in the last chapter which may have confused some o...
Five foot eight inched man stood outside the soccer court. He wears a blue jumpsuit and blue baseball cap. Wide shoulders supporting a tattoo of rattle snake biting his tail around his arm. His strong cheek bone held light brown stubble. He looked like he was in his mid-twenties. His eyes stared out on the court. He could see the college team through his dee...
The best gig I've ever had in my "jack-of-all" trades life was getting to shoot the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders calendar in Cancun. It's a dream of any red-blooded American male to chase after, and hook up with, the cheerleaders from their favorite team, and in my opinion, biased though it probably is, the Cowboys' cheerleaders are the hottest. They are ca...
NB: Happy New Year everyone! I had a great time writing this chapter and it is definitely my favourite so I hope you enjoy it too. Many thanks to angin_berhembus and wildheartedangel for taking the time to edit and proof read this chapter! I really appreciate it. Lastly, I'm open to ideas as for this series' ending. So emails and comments are welcomed....
Every Sunday Morning, Sydney wakes up at the crack of dawn, hours before her husband, just to wash her car, a Ford Mustang convertible. She spends hours washing, waxing and polishing her car until it sparkles like new. It's the same routine every Sunday, and recently she has been joined by her next-door neighbor, Ted, who watches her from his front porch....
Author's Note: This is a stand-alone story that is part of a larger series about the titular character, Nellie. Each story that follows can be read on its own or together, in any particular order, though they will be posted in chronological order. The stories may fall under different categories, but all will tell tales of Nellie's various adventures. In th...