Chapter 1 (Some of the names, except for one friend who is now deceased, have been changed to protect their privacy. For the purposes of this story, you can call me Dan.) I know most of the stories here are fiction. This one is true and I'm writing it because it's the sexiest thing that ever happened to me. I've been sitting on this story for 14 years and...
This story is written for Literotica author Chanson Bleu. It is in payment for a friendly bet we had on the outcome of this year's Stanley Cup Playoffs, won by her beloved Colorado Avalanche. CB provided the synopsis for the story, an erotic fantasy of hers, as per the bet. Additionally, she helped me with information on Denver, the French language, and help...
An empty locker. An emptier locker room. Apart from Danny Russo, the 18-year-old kid stuck in the limbo between high school and college. He chewed at his fingernails, kicked at the floor. He did whatever he could to take his mind off the situation at hand. It was all so absurd. Maggie Turner, his best friend and secret crush, a secret he planned on taking...
"Oh yes, Daddy! Give me more please!" Pamela snarled in Tyler's ear through gritted teeth. Her hard chocolate nipples raked his chest as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held on while he bounced inside her. Pamela arched back as far as she could while straddling him so that his hard tool could reach as far as it could into her lovely black velve...
The small waitress apron which I had worn whilst making the breakfast and which Brian was wearing when he greeted me on my return from shopping was quite useless to conceal any of Brian's anatomy, his appendage was not enormous, adequate, yes, satisfying, yes, enormous, no. I'm not complaining, I am more than satisfied with whatever he had. I had the pleas...
Vanessa stood looking at the desiccated head of the mummy through the thick glass of the display case, staring through her own ghostly reflection at the grotesque face of a man who'd been dead for over four thousand years. The bandages had been carefully peeled back around the neck to expose his head, and that along with the thin grizzled neck gave him the a...
For the first time since I began writing these rambling tales I have had an accomplice. So, for her keen editorial eye and assistance, insight and all-round general support and encouragement, I dedicate this story to my new friend T., in Kentucky, USA. ----- This story is copyright Rem Innes ©MMVI, and may not be reproduced without explicit written perm...
Venise -- or how to become a closet pornstar In Parts One and Two, we met our heroin, Vita, eighteen years of age, when she reinvented herself as Venise, budding pornstar, with the help of her class nerd James. Together, they shot four videos so far, one focussing on her cunt, another of her doing a striptease, a third focussing on her rear view and one whe...
"You know this isn't about you displeasing me, right? I mean I was displeased, very much so. When I saw that your toenails were not painted pink, after I fucking told you to paint them pink, I was displeased, oh yeah. But this is more because I like to do it. I should say I love to do it. But don't think that you didn't disappoint me, little bitch. And you k...
#2 The Voyeur's Window By B.B. Rattan Hi! I'm Lolly. I'm a thirty-two year-old private investigator. I'm also in a 24/7 DDlg relationship with my partner. This is the story of one of our adventures... --------------------------------------------------- "Wake up, little girl." I stretch my arms over my head and then snuggle deeper into the blankets, tur...