"We live in an age which is so possessed by demons, that soon we shall only be able to do goodness and justice in the deepest secrecy, as if it were a crime." ― Franz Kafka As the bastard suffocated me ― wrapping my head in translucent rubber ― all I could think was: "This smells so good!" The aroma of new petroleum products, fresh in their wrappers. Hell,...
Well this is a true story of how I became a cum eating husband with my ex wife Kay. To have a better understanding I should start from when we started dating. I was 18 and it was during the Christmas holiday season when we had our first date, Kay was 19 and had been chasing me for months when I agreed to go out and party with her and a couple of mutual frien...
January Sucks Let me begin by saying that I am a first-time contributor to this website and, while I have enjoyed reading the works of my betters, I cannot recall reading a story that bothered me as much as "February Sucks" by GeorgeAnderson.The original can be found at https://www.literotica.com/s/february-sucks".I highly recommend that you take a look; al...
The name is Harry LaPierre. I'm a young black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I've got something to confess, folks. I am a self-admitted thrill addict. It doesn't matter the nature of the thrill. Sex. Speeding. You name it, I do it. That's okay, though. There are plenty of chicks and dudes in this town who wouldn't mind hooking up with a six...
My husband and I have been married for 12 years. We have a lot of good between us—including great sex when we have the time for it. At just over 40 I've managed to maintain myself—still slipping into the same sizes I did when we got together. I think we're aging well and are both attractive people. I know it because I still catch eyes from people when we're...
Like a lot of brothers out there, I love exotic girls. My favorites would have to be curvaceous ladies of the Lebanese persuasion, though. Don't ask me why but they're more fun than the others. My name is Saleh Osman and I was born in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, to a Djiboutian immigrant father and a French Canadian mother. My folks, Kader Osman and Stephan...
Lying in bed, Mona Ismail cried herself to sleep. In her parents plush suburban townhouse in affluent Barrhaven, the young Lebanese Canadian Muslim woman bit her lip, thinking about what she lost. Every time Ismail Mona thought about her Somali Muslim ex-boyfriend Rashid Ali, her heart winced. In all her life, no one had ever loved Mona or made her feel the...
My heart was beating so fast I thought I would have a heart attack. My loving, wonderful, beautiful child bride had finally sent me an email notifying me of the absolutely best birthday present ever in my whole life. Her message read as follows: "After much thought, prayer and discussion I realize how badly you want and how important it is to you for me to...
I was on vacation when we met. Thomas Scarlett. Charming little bastard he was. He was tall, dark, and handsome, just like in the movies. When I first saw him, I was put off. 'A little bit too dark for my taste,' I remember thinking to myself. I had gotten so used to men like Jake, with his pasty-colored skin and bright eyes with an average height. Thomas wa...
The contest was over and it was time to announce a winner. The audience was still and silent, as everyone held their breath. Dawn and two other young women, Olga Wick and Trina Lakes, stood on stage praying they would be the winner. The announcer picked up the envelope and walked to the podium. Dawn's heart was pounding, her hands wringing with sweat. This...