Chapter Two: The Indian Reservation Station A car sliced through the heavy hot air, roaring across the desert highway. Blasting past a rickety and wind worn sign, that read; Indian Reservation Station, one mile ahead. The wind slapped at the sign, vibrating it at a loose screw. It then settled into stillness, after the vehicles passing wake, subsided. In...
Introduction: This story is dedicated to a certain CB who I met online. She has fired my imagination in a way I haven't had fueled for a long time. The basic premise of the story is a young student nurse falling under the carnal power of a university professor and his alien 'accomplice'. * Chloe Jones was in her second year of nursing studies at university...
This is a true story of how my wife and I stumbled across a very exciting part of our current sex life. It may seem incredible, but it is all true and she will be reading this before I post it online. It explains how the first cum tasting experience happened and our discovery of something called "Devotional Sex". Later in my other recounting of our experienc...
This is our twentieth anniversary. My wife Jessica and I are in Las Vegas. We're staying at one of the newest casinos on the strip. We have this huge suite which we booked late last year. I've already spent five hundred dollars playing the slots the last couple days. We had every detail of our vacation carefully planned out. Maybe I should rephrase that re...
My wife and I hang with the same group we have been with since back in high school. We were all a little wild back then but we calmed down after we all got married. The wildest of all the girls was Ava. After graduation, Ava screwed every guy in the group before she settled down a bit and married Art. I don't know if Art screwed every girl in the group, but...
It was Saturday night and our usual weekly fuck was over. Sharon had turned the lights back on and started reading; I was trying to fall asleep but couldn't settle. Sharon loved reading and I always found it annoying that within seconds of a fuck she would go back to her book. She claimed it calmed her after sex. My thoughts were not going to let me drift of...
My name is Robert. I was, at one time, addicted to the online world called Second Life. I guess I cannot say I am not addicted to it any more but that is what this story is all about. I first heard of second life on a TV show called CSI New York. I was a little intrigued by it but did not do anything about it for over a year. I then decided to try it. My fi...
All hell broke loose the next day, of course, but little of it was at Anne's instigation, despite her rage at the events of the previous evening. She arrived at school early, intending to confront Rufus about Archie's attempted rape, because she felt that he was somehow behind it, and she was determined to have it out with him that morning before the faculty...
(Thanks to all who read, voted for, and sent me enjoyable feedback messages re: my first two stories recently— you are what keeps Lit authors tapping those keyboards!). You know, NOT ALL first in-person meetings of web IM chat partners, within minutes of saying "Hi, nice to finally meet you" the first time face-to-face, end up becoming wild under-skirt gro...
SARAH As I've grown older, I've notice I've started to become a bit of a dirty old man. Actually, I'm not that old, early 40's. I've been married for 20 years, to the same woman, but our "romantic" lives together have pretty much ceased to exist. Actually it began the day we got married. Before we were married, the sex was great, sometimes 3-4 times a day....