For years my wife Linda has read me Literotica stories as she stroked my shaft as a prelude to wild sex. We both mentally fantasized about group sex or bisexual scenes as written in the stories. After a few minutes of real hot scenes she usually inserts her vibrator in her vagina. Eventually she takes me into her mouth while dilding herself with the vibrator...
It's a first try at erotica and fantasy noir. Be kind, but be true. Have fun. All people are over the age of 18. ***** With a shudder I awoke and rolled myself out of bed. I knew it was a bad idea to drink before going to bed. The liquor had passed right through me and wanted out badly. Moving across my room, the cold air nipped at my skin, causing me to...
Mike Billows entered the restaurant and looked around. It took him a moment to find, Jerry, the man he was looking for, in the crowd but found him sitting at a table in the corner. He walked to him, Jerry stood up and they both cheerfully greeted each other and shook hands. He sat down and immediately the waitress came up to hand them menus and offered to te...
We married in March in Spain, and when we dated I told my fiancé of my fantasy of seeing her get pleasure from other men than myself. This of course was in conflict with her feelings and her upbringing. This was fantasy, not reality and of course we played in our fantasies in the bedroom how another man would touch her, feel her while I was in another room....
This is a short story about an old man and his sexual thoughts. No sex other then thinking about it. Again I would like to thank 'Techsan' for his editing. * I have a problem that faces many older men. I don't care if you're in your late fifties or late sixties, you might have this problem also. No, it's not erectile dysfunction but quite the opposite. I...
Road Show 9 = Road Home 0 After a night of sex, first pulling a train followed by an out-of-control gang bang Michelle and Randy face the future . This is both a wind down of Road Show and a wind up for a new series Road Home. When Mickie opened her eyes the morning following her marathon session as a prostitute, her husband, Randy was in the other room o...
There I was, standing on the corner in a quaint little town on the Ural Mountains of Switzerland, thinking of what I could do next. I had just left the American bar and grill and didn't want to go to bed. I wanted to call home, but it was too early. There is a seven hour difference, and my eleven o'clock nightly horniness, was a four o'clock nothing back hom...
"Am I the one you're looking for?" The sexy black hooker asked. Hank was waiting for Mabel, his wife of over twenty years; they had stopped at a convenience store on their way home from an outing. "Could be," answered Hank "My wife's in the store; we can ask when she get's out here." "O shit I'm sorry!" The cutie pie said as she was leaving. "Don't lea...
One of my first girlfriends was called Tracy (her actual name, not changed). I went out with her for some time and I particularly remember that she let me fuck her on our first date, and because we had no condoms I had to pull out at the last minute and cum on the ground between her legs. I remember it as though it were yesterday – we'd just got off the bus...
These events actually happened, to me, in London, in the 1970s. This is an abridged version of a much longer account I wrote last year. It is fully copyrighted. At the fall of Saigon, thousands of desperate people swarmed around the last few planes leaving from Saigon Airport. Unforgettable images on TV. Now largely forgotten of course. That was in 1975. N...