Your name is Lance Pines and you mom sends you, your sister Mabel, and your brother Dipper to Gravity Falls, Oregon. You arrive at your Gruncle Stan's home....which is also a tourist attraction? You and your sister share the attic and your brother has his own room. Which seems dumb, but you had no power choosing where to sleep. You and Mabel unpack, the atti...
You're vacation was cut short after a falling out with your girlfriend. You agree that she had the right to be upset with you...but tossing you overboard on the cruiseship was a bit extreme. You wash up on the beach of a gorgeous island. At first you are too tired to even move, barely out of the way of the waves you lay in the warm, soft sand. After you catc...
Scoff not, jaded Literoticans. Some of this is true. It happened to me in Japan in November 2016. All persons depicted were over the age of 18 years at that time. Including Hiroko!! ***** Shin-Kobe to Okamoto on the Hankyu Kobe railway line is a delight to travel. I never tired of the passing parade of Japanese faces, the mothers with children and elderly...
My name is Hill. My friend's name is Billy. We are striking out to be rapist. We are both seniors and eighteen years old. It seemed a good rite of passage to rape some girls. It's what we do in Bronson County. A Sunday is dead boring here, except for all the raping going on. We walked into Rosie's County Park. That's the best place for raping. It's secluded....
Robert and Jess were two weeks into their idyllic Greek island holiday, luxuriating in both the hot summer sun and each other. The young couple had spent the first part alone, where Jess had admitted to inviting her sister Samantha to Greece to share not only their cottage for the third week, but her boyfriend Robert too. This was an idea cooked up by the si...
Tourist Season Early Spring Author's Note: Greetings fellow lover of erotic fiction. This is my Summer Lovin' 2018 Contest entry. Please take time to enjoy all the entries. They're really pretty great. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. The places in this story are fictitious. I have kept the locat...
Back again with this one, it has some real life situations and information, of course I changed some things (back in 2019, traveled to France before joining a cycling team and saw couple stages a few feet away of the cyclists). Despite the ending here, real was little different (she had no dick, of course), but I kept my saying, french women are hot and Vive...
[[Small scenes of sex, small bondage rich plots with many minor characters}} The entrance to the Dark Elf Town was in sight. Yet as moths are drawn to flame, so are humans drawn to the dark pleasures of the dark elf towns. After all, some may be known to *desire* to get burnt. And who were the dark elves, the best perverts of monster empire, if not willing...
Chapter 2 – The Back of a T-Shirt I checked in at the airport and waited for my flight. I tried reading a book I had brought along, but I was too nervous to concentrate on the story. I had to relax. The flight into Mexico was uneventful. When the plane was taxiing to the Cancun terminal, I saw a Soviet-built Cubana Air jet parked nearby. At a different time...
Our hero looked out onto the front of their yard here in the small town of Crossroad cove. A small sleepy coastal town, founded by Franciscan monks a 2 centuries and change ago the town was originally one of hundreds of little East coast towns that dotted from Maine to Florida. Small town but with a lot to offer. Crossroad Cove had started out as the name su...