To Readers: Feel free to add a chapter if you want, I don't really deny anything from being published. The more content there is means the more readers there are and ideas that can be formed into new story chapters or entire arcs. And if you ask me, the more Jamie gets fucked over and fucked in general, the better. So enjoy and thank you for reading, now bac...
Megan O'Hara squinted her green eyes as the parade moved down Bourbon Street. It was Fat Tuesday and this would be Megan's best chance to escape. The parades where starting, and throngs of people in costumes would soon fill the streets. Megan held her breath and stealthily left out of the back entrance. Her plan was to sneak between two of the bigger float...
In my day, vampires sucked blood, not cock! That's what I thought to myself as I drained a tall, pale gothic guy and dropped his bloodless corpse in a dumpster before walking off into the night. I have a die-hard hatred for Twilight fans, male and female alike. As an authentic member of the Undead Club, they seriously piss me off with their antics. Vampires...
Written purely for laughs for a girlfriend. But she wants to see her name on Literotica, so here goes. Don't expect great literature in this one. Gary Farnham paced back and forth across his living room, with cell phone in hand. He knew full well that neither the inquiries he was making nor the rut he was trampling into his carpet would accomplish anyth...
The seersucker shirt sleeves were rolled up to the elbows. A dark stain worked its way down the spine as the tropical island sweet dripped. Khakis accentuated his athletic butt cheeks. His feet swiftly stepped past the discarded plastic piece and exposed-bone carcass of a dog. A baby tied to the back of a black mother with a cloth cried with the lethargy of...
"Passion rules us all," someone once said. "And we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments." And I know, in my time with Alexandra, these are some of those finest moments. Also, the most terrifying. Summer. New Orleans. She and I are facing each other, lying on a bed in our second-story room at a small European-like...
An innocent and sheltered wife and mother goes back into the workforce in teaching in the deep south after both of her children go away to college. Things aren't exactly going as she thought they would. Please read The Janitor Who Was King to better understand this chapter. ***** Cheryl woke up about 4am to the sound of Rob stumbling to bed. She strugg...
Hello. My name is Larry and I am a pussyholic. I wasn't always like this. Most of my life I was an upright guy with a healthy interest in pussy, nothing more. I mean, it's a place to put your dick and not your face, right? You piss in a toilet, but you don't stick your head in. Simple. At least, I thought it was simple, until I met Jasmine. I had seen her...
Anyway, one Sunday after our usual dinner Jaz announced that she wanted to try a little experiment. Sure, I was game for just about anything as long as it was her and me doing it together. Strip? No problemo. Stretch out on the bed? I'm there. Hold still while she uses silk scarves to tie my arms and legs to the bedposts? Wait - what? "Jaz, you don't need t...
Author's note: This story involves shemale on male sex, if that's not your thing, no problem, thanks for clicking anyway. It is also being submitted for the Halloween contest so if you enjoy it, please vote for it. Thanks, and enjoy!! Happy Halloween!! * "Be careful man," my roommate warned me, "Crazy shit happens down there on Halloween, even crazier than...