CH. 3: COURTNEY LOVES TO FUCK I found myself on the floor of an elegant Beverly Hills home with the shattering sound of blistering guitar coming from the next room. I stood up and walked through the living room and it’s hardwood floor. I was quite hazy, having not fully awakened yet. I walked towards the back of the house and the noise that arouse me fro...
Dear Mark, I hope this letter finds you well, sweetheart. You have probably heard from your coworkers at the office that I am on the cruise ship. Steven said he called in and made sure that everyone knew. I am sorry baby... I wouldn't have rubbed it in to everybody that your rival is on a Valentine's Day trip with your wife, but you know, I can't tell him w...
Walking down the hallway of this small town high school is starting to get to me. All these boys the same, country boys with their sun bleached, dirt stained jeans, mud caked cowboy boots even though they've only dreamed of being cowboys, and the dip can rings in their back pockets. Except for one boy who really stood out to me. Long black hair, chin peppere...
Posted on literotica.com with permission of author: Nanna Marker; literotica ID ellynei. * Kokata usually liked winter, especially when there was snow. Cold had never harmed him. One night, years earlier, he had crawled up high and laid himself in the snow on the treetops. Kokata had expected the pale man to eventually come. He hadn't. Instead the world h...
I went to a party one night, at the condo of 3 guys I had group sex with a couple of weeks back. Most of the people there were from my health club, very fit, muscular men, and there were a couple of women there, some real hotties, but there were very few single women there, so I decided to concentrate on men. I spotted two very good looking, and well put t...
To: Husband From: Wife I hope your Friday afternoon at work is going well, my dear husband, and I'm sorry to interrupt, but I hope you have a few minutes to read this email. I have a very special request to make of you when you get home tonight: I would like you to whip me. Yes, darling, you did read that correctly: I really want you to whip me, physicall...
Chapter 3: Freak Camp Their passion spent, both Judy and the dwarf named Oscar lay together in the muddy ground surrounded by tall spindly grass. He seemed to have collapsed on top of her, with his ample organ still buried in her. Since he was a small person and didn't weigh a lot, she didn't mind. In fact, she enjoyed the warmth of his body, and found hers...
I propped myself up on one elbow and stared down at him. Steve was already sound asleep. His breathing had slowed. His body had begun to cool, the sweat of passion slowly disappearing. He was content, his mouth hinting at a smile. I could still smell it though—the passion, the erotic perfume of our sex. Even after twenty-one years, my husband sometimes surp...
[NOTE: This is more of a vignette than a story, and was written in response to a "write a story to go with this picture" challenge. The picture was from an anime or manga, and the subject was a futanari girl taking a boy from behind in a gymnasium. Naoki is a boy's name meaning 'honest tree' in Japanese; Izumi is a unisex name but more commonly used by girls...
Suzanne called me the other day and said that she had really messed up. She said that she was supposed to run some errands for Robert, but had taken too long at the beauty shop to get them all done. She had not had time to pick up Robert's dry cleaning, and he had a dinner meeting tonight with a very important client. When she had called to tell him about he...