This is a very old and deeply disturbing gay male, rape and revenge story, one that's been kicking around in my folders since I began to write the Manchester arc that would lead to A Portrait In Blood and Underwear some four or five years ago. It's among the darkest of the Vampire Arc tales, hence it's posting in Erotic Horror. I'm a liberal soul at heart bu...
The next morning, Vivian awoke first. As soon as she was aware she had a woman in her arms, she became cognizant of the events of the previous night. She slid her bottom hand underneath Angela's arm pit to reach and maul Angela's ample tits. With her other hand Vivian fingered Angela's pussy. She concentrated on Angela's clitoris, which had the effect of awa...
This is my entry to the 2011 Valentine's Day contest, as well as my first story submitted to literotica. It wouldn't look nearly as pretty without the help of a volunteer editor, PacoFear. Thanks, man! -------------------------------------------- The crunch of snow beneath Gwen's boots sounded determined as she tromped through the trees, only a small part...
All characters are 18 or older I Have A Plan -- Trust Me -- My Plans ALWAYS Work -- Chapter 4 OR -- A 36 Year Old PHD Mother Can Learn To Just Let Go After our Mother Daughter good morning fucks by our man Stan the super stud, Valerie and I paraded around in the kitchen totally naked fixing us all a lite breakfast with Stan's cum running down our thighs....
Chapter 36 Wednesday 2 - Afternoon I dropped my bag off before hitting the gym. A little after 2 PM, I was sitting at the bar in Vacuum talking to Flora. "... and I promised her I'd get a girl to long-time tonight so I wouldn't be lonely. Are you free tonight, Flora?" She looked pleased, but shook her head 'No'. "I'm already reserved tonight, Dave, o...
"You know Phil, I wish you would call me Breezy." He looked over the top of his menu at his 22 year old assistant and asked her, "Why would I call you that, Beatrice?" Breezy smiled and ran her hand through her unnaturally black shoulder length hair, "Because that's what all of his friends call me." "It would feel a little presumptuous; I'm almost twice...
"Don't feel bad about yesterday, Asifa, it's only natural, and besides, I like it when women fart," Clive Winston said enthusiastically, and he flashed Asifa Thumar a rather suggestive wink. You did not just say that, Asifa thought, flabbergasted by what her co-worker just said. Asifa's sheer discomfort regarding every word that came out of Clive's mouth som...
Chapter 1 ****** The voice on the phone sounded smooth and soft in my ears. "Yes. Professor... Green? You needed a model for your life drawing class?" "Yes, I do. When can you work?" "How soon do you need me?" The woman said, speaking with a rather flat tone. "I need you next week, Tuesday and Thursday. One session on Tuesday, and two on Thursday. Can...
"So, I was thinking," Sandy said. "You really could use a tattoo." I swiveled back across the table and tipped my Cervesa. "Oh, shit." I managed to grab the bottle before it emptied on the rattan table top. A little to mop up, I swabbed what I could and asked, "I'm sorry, what did you say?" "I would like you to get a tattoo," she replied. Her eyes were lik...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE] If you ever watched NFL football on Fox a few years ago, or ever lived in the LA basin and watched a certain local station's weather babe, you know Jillian Barbarie. Thinking back to the 1950's and 1960's: In those days of yore, women would fight like demons to keep their...