THE VENTRILOQUIST (Or, "Which one's the Dummy?") Okay, like, I don't know why it happened, but it was fuckin' weird, man. I was sitting in the lounge of Texas Tommy's Boi-Toi Ranch, when they got an outcall for a "Big strong, hustler". As Mickie at the desk said, they wanted the biggest boy there, ALL OVER. Next to "Detroit Half-Smoke" Willard, who's...
I realize I'm not a rock star but I'm not some ugly loser either, I mean I even drive a Camero. So, the question I keep asking myself is why can't I get laid. My whole life I've tried to get next to girls with no luck, my god I'm almost nineteen and I haven't even got to second base yet (not even first if you don't count the time I tripped and fell into Lucy...
Author's Note: I have been reading the stories posted on Literotica for quite a while and finally decided it was time to see if I could contribute to the content in some small way. I tried to write what I found I have most enjoyed reading, stories with a long warm-up to set the scene culminating in a payoff at the end. *** It was the summer of 1984 and my...
The Human Animal Council had been structured during a period in history when the infant mortality rate escalated alarmingly, creating substantial social decay and presenting a serious threat to the long term economic stability of an ever expanding empire. Land transportation practices within imperial borders along the cross border trade routes were achieving...
The halls of Copula High School were buzzing with activity as students rushed about racing to beat the tardy bell for the last class of the day. As Mr. Young strolled the hallways, he noticed students engaging in idle chitchat, goofing off, modifying their uniforms and exchanging those youthful glances of lust with each other. It had been a long week dealing...
WARNING: This story involves scenes of oral sex, domination, mind control and anal. If that is not what you are looking for don't read on. The sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by adults over eighteen years old. My name is actually Drust but I let the women I seduce call me Drew when it serves my purpose. Drust is an ancient Celtic and Pictis...
Thoughts: They come and they go; and a painted picture, or a camera portrait speaks a thousand words, exponentially increased by the thoughts of the viewer. In Brandon's mind, his thoughts were filled with pictures of his wife, Paula; each thought increased by his knowledge and experience of her. And, though he could write more than a million words to desc...
I awoke from my nap to find Bill had already risen, I went out to the kitchen. Bill was at the table sipping a coffee, I poured a cup, "What's the matter Bill?" "I don't know." "You look perplexed." "I don't know how to explain it." "Well start with how you feel." "I still love you Dani and seeing you fuck Dan last night got me excited and jealous at th...
This is a stroke story. It's ridiculous and unrealistic. No one is worried about STDs, sizes are exaggerated, everyone is bi (or at least the women are) and people can fuck for hours without chafing. This chapter has decidedly sacrilegious content, so if you don't like that, look elsewhere. ----- "It's time for you to learn how to suck dick." That pronounc...
This is an attempt to write an additional ending to Gossog's story entitled "That Was No Lady That Was My Wife". With his approval I submit it and hope it does justice to his tale of cheating and cuckolding. Please be aware that it is a tale about a beautiful but evil cuckolding wife who started to have sex right in front of her husband during an office part...