"Melt the chocolate in a heavy saucepan over water. Add the egg yolks, espresso, and creme de cacao." I love the moment when the moistened folds deep inside of you become like heavy cream beaten, soft and thick, concupiscent, your pussy the bowl, my fingers the beater. As I go down on you, I am reminded of all the desserts I love best, the ones of luscio...
We all have them. Some of them are locations. Some of them are activities. Some of them are done in solo while others involve people. Mine includes elements of all three. Today's happy place occurred in my house, specifically the living room. Drill down a bit deeper. On the couch in our living room. She took me to my happy place. Our relationship is symbi...
There she was, a beautiful bodacious blonde that had given Kirk the opportunity to take out on a friday night. Trish was off and so was he. She came to the door of her hotel room in a stunning red dress coming all the way down to her knees. Kirk's jaw dropped as she raised her arms to embrace him. "Hey Kirk!" said Trish. "Are you ready to go?" "Not y...
This story could have gone into either the non-consent / reluctance or into the transsexual / cross dresser category. It contains explicit description of a non-consensual encounter between a transsexual and a straight man. If this is not your thing please pick a different story. I am happy to receive feedback, positive or negative, about the characters or st...
"French Vanilla" Yuki, Rosa and I decided to sleep over at the Eta cabin. Despite the excitement, we slept like infants with dry diapers. I woke up with messy hair and soreness in the usual places. Other than that, I felt great! I could not wait for this new day to begin. It was after breakfast when the excitement started. I had my sunny side up eggs with...
By now, my darlings, you must be craving it. Every single day. Cock. And you have been looking at the world differently. Looking at men. At how their asses fill out their jeans. Their pants. How much of them is covered up. How much you want to tear it off. That piece of cloth. And see those shapes, freed up and yours for the taking. When you and your wife, y...
(With thanks to my friend, John, for some special editorial assistance, and to my new friend, Vanilla, who is anything but, for giving me the challenge.) * It started with a dare. I had been corresponding with a woman in London by email. We had hooked up when she sent me feedback about one of my stories on Literotica, and we began teasing and flirting. Sh...
Authors note: This story represents something I might like to happen. The thing is it would be nice if I could find someone likeminded I already know to experiment with rather than having to meet strangers and so forth and that more about me personally. Here is a story about how it might occur. I am actually going to get very autobiographical here and I have...
Let me state right off that this is not a defense of abuse, sexual tourism, sexual coercion, lying, manipulation, molestation, rape, sexual harassment, misogyny, or any other such unethical behavior or personal/institutionalized prejudice. This IS, however, a direct critique on compulsory, coerced, and mandatory convention, no matter how that "convention" p...
Thus began his best days. Kit would call him and his heart would race. She was true to her word and never called when someone else was there. Sometimes he wondered how she got the timing so right, how she just KNEW he was alone, but suddenly Daren didn't care, he just wanted her to continue to know. Her voice made his heart skip beats. He even looked down at...