This story can be read by itself, but I invite you to read the preceding parts for the fuller story. Thank you, Hank Dolworth, for your advice. All errors are mine. I love votes and comments! * A new friend asked me about my unusual name the other day. I explained that Pari was short for Paradise and that, yes, my mom, who had died when I was a toddler, wa...
This could have been in any one of several categories but chose Group Sex to summarize. ***** Bob Harris and Jake Stevens had been best friends since third grade. Bob stood six feet two, weighed one hundred eighty pounds and had dark brown hair cut in a flat top and brown eyes. Jake was an inch shorter, weighed one hundred sixty pounds and had wavy black...
It was a warm summer afternoon and she was sitting in a sidewalk café, a file folder open on the table, its contents weighted down with the silverware. She was intently reading a paper. Just as he walked by she crossed her legs and her skirt fell open at the side slit to expose the lacy top of her stocking and the clip of black garters. His stride slowed, as...
L'enfermer was the hottest restaurant in Gotham. The waiters were curt, the food was good but expensive, and the wine was also good—but more expensive. The reason it had succeeded where restaurants that fawned more over their patrons had not was because it was run by Lyle Bolton—the reformed Lock-Up. And he guaranteed the safety of every man, woman, and jewe...
Author's Note: This is a ROMANCE story between a guy and gal; he happens to be black, she happens to be white. Looking for a fetish stroker? This isn't it. I must thank AsylumSeeker for his patience and long-suffering in editing my copy. All good is from him, any bad comes from my own stumbling mind. * "Are you sure your family's ready for this?" "Ready f...
The way “Big John” looked at me made my skin crawl. He was big, black, and had to be 55--at least ten years older than my father. It was the summer of 1988 and I had just graduated from high school. I felt great about myself because I had been voted “Class Beauty” as well as “Most Likely to Succeed.” My father was very proud that I had achieved a 4.7 g...
It'll sound weird, but I always liked airports. Something about the energy in them, I think, appeals to me. The comings and goings and the dynamic to and fro of humanity gives me a tingle. It's like some of the excitement from all those adventures, even little ones that only matter to the people caught up in them, rubs off and accumulates, there. Or, maybe...
The Great War emptied Arnor's Dale of most save the young and the aged. Lord Keflavik marched away under his red banner taking with him those who could wield a bow, bill, or sword. The red lord came not again to the high country, falling as he did, in some nameless skirmish, his troop scattered and broken. The Dale, though, remained in relative quiet. Many o...
"Silence girl!" he said to her with a wicked twinkle in his eye. She knew then that some very naughty fun was about to be had and she quietly gave herself up to the small men surrounding her. She was very startled at how strong they were. They had bent her backwards quickly and each of them had an arm or a leg in his hands. She was surprised, and a bit turn...
READERS NOTE: This story could have been listed under a number of different literotica categories but I chose to list it under group sex since there is much of that is the story. The story contains group sex, anal sex, oral sex, vaginal sex and lesbian sex. There are also accounts of reluctance and non consent. I had planned that it only be one chapter but a...