Well, that was a surprise. To those who may have clicked on what was supposed to be this story early Tuesday and were confused, well so was I. A little mix-up occurred which is all fixed now, hopefully. Many thanks to the fine folks at Literotica for their work in getting it all straightened out. The third installment of Summer 1971 features the reuniting o...
It was the first time I dared riding a racing motorcycle, something I had always dreamed about. The power of the engines, the strength of the frames, and the breathtaking speed had always thrilled me: These motorcycles had always reminded me of graceful predators, cheetahs for the racetrack. I had spent many hours admiring those motorcycles, dreaming of...
Little piggy men, grunting and sweating as they jerk their inadequate winkies, their minds feverishly lapping up every kink they can find in erotica: Not the proudest aspect of human kinds illustrious history, nor the most attractive. No matter....no matter, for it is the trolls of this site that are my muse and have inspired my fantasy and provided me wit...
© 2009 All rights reserved. For MugsyB. :) ================================== Thonk. Pahk. Clack. Dom moved smoothly from shot to shot, deflecting pucks with his blocker pad, his glove, his leg pads, his stick -- whatever was in the right place. He ignored the ones that got through. He just gritted his teeth and tried harder to stop them all. The bars of...
Story two of the Ms. Saba Spanking Series POV work of fiction So I just finished up a phone call with the principal who just informed me that a student who just got kicked out of her science class was being sent to me for discipline. I quickly finished off my cup and tea and waited patiently for this naughty girl to arrive. Four minutes later my door open...
The first post on the thread on the Lit Bulletin Board asked, "What are you in the mood for sexually right now?" I thought about that for a while and discovered that I knew what I was in the mood for. I started to write it down and realized that I had more details about what I was in the mood for than I wanted to post on a bulletin board. What am I in the...
How I met my Master We met a couple of weeks ago on Yahoo and talked about all and everything: music, philosophy, politics, whatever came up, all night long. You allowed me to text you on your mobile, but did not allow me to call you yet. I so wanted to hear your voice, but you told me it was too soon for that. I so needed to hear your voice, I decided to s...
Thanks to Cristalball for editing. The puck's in your zone, MugsyB. ;) © 2009 All Rights Reserved * Lani curled up on the couch as she waited for Dom to come back with the wine. It was five days before Christmas, and the team's schedule was going to get hectic. Lani herself was flying back to Hawaii the next day, and so they had decided to have a small C...
[Authors note: I write the sort of stories I want to read, I hope you enjoy them too!] * You hear the normal story all the time. It could be a drunken romp where two blushing newbies try it out on a whim. Maybe it happens on a night of slow seduction, planned for months, when a long married couple try and reinvent their sex life with new penetration. This...
I don't remember how or what happened that led to the hilltop positioning of the Nissan hard body from hell. (My four wheel drive truck) I do remember that it was a warm, sweet summer night that featured a full moon. The magnetic draw of the lunar rays had an affect on both sexes of the earth bound humans. I would imagine that I had inadvertently parked th...