Welcome to ch. 04 of Dear John. Finally two of the main characters are going to have sex. As per literotica guidelines, any person engaged in sexual activity are over 18. Enjoy. ***** That evening we four sat down to one of Karen's tasty meals. Fresh made biscuits, beef roast with those little red potatoes and baby carrots, mashed potatoes and homemade gra...
The nervous eighteen year old Maggie Spinner nervously steps out and ducks a bit at the sound of what could either be a car backfiring, or a gunshot. "I can't believe that Maxim would have a studio in the ghetto," She was five-foot 4 inches tall, 32 c breasts, wavy, neck length, dirty red hair. She walks up to the door and is greeted by a beautiful Asian wo...
So here's something you guys don't know about me yet— I was born in the South. Huntsville Alabama. The 'deep south' as my momma called it. We moved up here to upstate New York when I was ten—my daddy's brother got him a job in a big factory. My southern accent's long gone. Well, I think so anyway, but some people say they can still hear it. I still use south...
Justin walked into the apartment Friday evening, after a long day at the office. His wife was out of town, again, with Sarah. She had been going away a lot lately. Not that he minded, that just gave him more time to spend with his mistress, Maggie. The apartment had been a filled with buddies of his over the last few weeks wanting to fuck Maggie. Now, Justi...
Aaralon was nervous; he was not only disobeying conventional wisdom by attempting a summons but he was flaunting the strict rules of the boarding school by doing so. He was twenty years old and had been in College of Light Shadow for the last fifteen of them, he couldn't really remember what his parents looked like and all that really seemed to matter about...
Summary: Virgin teen discovers the joys of creative masturbation. Note 1: Thanks to HFernandez for suggesting this idea. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, Dave, and Wayne for editing. Warning: This story manipulates religious doctrine... if that offends you, please quit reading now. This is part three of a potentially lengthy series. Part one,...
The water cascaded over John's face in a soothing waterfall, washing the sweat and grime from his body. He stood still for a moment, face tilted upwards, enjoying the warm gentle streams of water from the shower as they splashed over his head. He had just spent the last several hours cleaning out one of the engine filtration units and the caked up layers of...
Summary: Daughter's soiled panties leads to mom-daughter lust. This is a 2018 Valentine's Day contest story so please vote. Note 1: Thanks to the irrepressible Rebecca for her willingness to allow her artwork to be used in this story. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, thor_p, and Wayne for editing. Story: Jasmine with Rebecca Illustrations: Rebec...
The lazy summer morning was rudely interrupted by the sudden ring of your cellphone, a harsh enough noise to wake up to but even worse when you were having such a fantastic dream. Groggily, and with a little cursing under your breath, you reached out to the ringing annoyance and answered. "Nnngh, hullo?" you muttered sleepily into the receiver. &qu...
It's Saturday morning, and I've got to get ready for a big day! My lifelong pal from childhood, Matt Heisner, had finally decided to give up the single life, and settle down. Today he's marrying Michelle Reisman. This is really odd for me, since I haven't been home in nearly ten years. I joined the military right out of high school and haven't been back sinc...