The E-myth Revisited Stories

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BOOK 3 - Myth Ch. 02

by SofBlack on May 18, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

NORRIX Norrix zipped his bag closed and hefted it to his shoulder with a grunt. He didn't need much—a couple changes of clothes, and human identification, just in case. The bag was still heavy though, with currency for Ashana. He met Stryx and Ember in the garage and drove the short distance to the airfield where the Vitiate kept their jet in the on-prope...

Women Are Nasty, Too

by AppleBiter on Sep 19, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Okay, gentlemen, I just want to share with you some common myths about women that really get under my skin. I'm not saying that these statements don't apply to some women out there (I'm sure they do), but they are not a blanket statement, encompassing all women, and I just want to set the record straight, once and for all. I'm tired of society misunderstandi...

A Thanks Revisited!

by Jimflint80 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

After our first liaison, Karla and I had managed to keep professional at work. We'd sent each other the odd text message, but nothing more than that. However, on the Tuesday two weeks after, Karla happened to be walking past my desk during lunch break, and very casually put something on my desk. I just glanced over to see a small ball of black material, an...

Sixth Period Trig Pt. 04

by notemale on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Vickie's eyes popped open well before her alarm clock was to sound. She quickly got up, showered and stood before her open closet trying to decide what to wear. Last night she was ready to go to school in her shortest skirt and in her sheerest blouse but the light of a new morning caused her to be apprehensive. Vickie peered into the closet and wondered what...

Steve's Deception

by suewatcher on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

This story is based in part on the e-mails my wife and I got from a very smart and manipulative black man. Three days earlier Susan had never been exposed to porn, now she was immersed in it. The black cock on the computer screen was huge and fascinating. Susan kept going back to the original picture her cyber friend had mailed her. Like the very first time...

The Obsession

by Carson Michael on Sep 13, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

It was Friday morning and I was trying to work but I was finding it extremely difficult to concentrate. I was working in the real estate office where I work part-time and being late spring there was a bevy of activity around me, and on my desk. There was a bevy of activity in my mind, and in my pants, too, thanks to Michael. Ever since he came back into my...

Debi's Jungle Fever Ch. 02

by Beeman2005 on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Since that first night talking about Debi's experience with the black guy she was dating in college, we revisited the subject a couple of times, usually when we were masturbating ourselves or each other. That experience really served us well sexually! Whenever she'd relate the story again, she's invariably get very excited and end up masturbating to a big c...

Thrusting Machine, Revisited

by John_the_Author on Sep 11, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Author's Foreword— This is my eighteenth offering to Literotica and the second of my two-part Thrusting Machine series. Comments are encouraged and welcome. You are also invited to visit my profile and find in there the list of my older offerings. Enjoy! + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + Thrusting Machine, Revisited Amber mourn...

When Soon is Too Late

by msnomer68 on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

I sat across from him not knowing exactly what to say. Nervously, I fidgeted with my napkin waiting for him to begin. We had already gone through the obligatory small talk and pleasantries. I had a feeling that the conversation danced carefully around taboo subjects, but I had a feeling the dance had ended and it was time to change tempo. The way he looked a...

Multiples

by CarolynFaulkner on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

What do I feel when you spread me apart? When your hands - rough with calluses from playing the guitar at least as well as you play me - slide down my body; short-nailed fingers surrounding my pebble-hard nipples and plucking at them, pinching very slightly, then continuing down over my stomach and hips to the auburn thatch between my legs. You always feel...