This story is intended to be read after the one Joanie Discovers her Exhibitionism. But it can be read independently. After my first semester freshman year, exhausted from finals, and still reeling from losing my virginity and engaging in (what I considered to be) outrageous sexual experiences with Mike and his roommates, winter break (also known as Christ...
Welcome all, to another episode of Literotica Sexual Theatre 3000! This time around, we have a stinker of biblical proportion. The green fog of death from the Ten Commandments can't hold a candle to the deadly combination of cliché, poor grammar, and just plain god-awful writing in this story. I don't know how we survived it. Notice that we? That's right,...
I've only finished two stories as an adult and this is the second one. It's also the longest story I've written out of the two. I've got lots of writing to do if I even want to get good at this. I've tried to make sure that it is error free, but honestly, I'm tired of looking at it. I'm open to feedback on grammar, punctuation, story structure. etc. I hope y...
The best stories are the true ones. ***** Each morning I leave my apartment and walk to work. "Walk" isn't really a good description - it is more like I run an obstacle course. The sidewalk is packed with jostling pedestrians, blaring taxis push aggressively through crosswalks, sirens wail constantly, and the ground itself shakes when the subways pass unde...
All characters in this narrative are consenting adults above the age of 21. ***** There was a burning in my figurative loins and I had to give it some fuel to feed the fire. I turned to my stand-by activity of purveying the swinger sites. I have had, for the longest time, an undeniably magnetic attraction to white women. Being bi-racial, I give in to the h...
Playing poker was a hobby, Sara knew that. Playing poker financed his first body farm and put extra money in the bank. But, being their first night off together in weeks, playing poker wasn't something she wanted him to do. All of his poker playing friends were coming over to their home. She had made plans to go to the movies with Greg and Wendy. She missed...
Part VI: A Brief Interlude Besand held his head in his hands. "It's my fault. The Master warned me." He felt Raegis' hand on his shoulder. "Have dignity, friend," Raegis said. "She was only a mortal." "She killed Marcus." "Who, Suzy?" Raegis asked. "What are you talking about?" "No, not Suzy," Besand spoke softly. "Dalia." "The Hunter killed Marcus, Be...
PART THREE - PARIS - 7 - The Grand Prior of Villeneuve arrived in a bad mood. He had just flown back into France that morning and that never made him very happy. He hated having to share the confined, enclosed space of an aircraft with all those sweating, screaming, chattering people even for such a small space of time as this. In general, the Prior felt t...
Wife / Cheating. Vicky was the love of my life - always had been. A beautiful, petite, blonde thing with curves that went on forever. Everything in proportion and she drew glances wherever she was. But believe it or not, that's not why I married her. Vicky's soul was even more beautiful than her face or body - she was one of the nicest people you could ever...
Jorvais and his men had themselves sprawled leisurely around the table. Jorvais at the head, with Elcan, and Reerdon to his left, and on his other side Damian and Orilios were appraising the various women around the tavern. Jorvais could imagine sinking the lithe raven haired girl on to her knees and coaxing her to take his long thick shaft in her sweet mo...