This is the fourth instalment concerning the sexually inexperienced soccer-mom, Dorothy who goes to a swingers club for the first time and it changes her life. The first three instalments were from the viewpoint of Frank, her husband, Dorothy and Mark who seduced and fucked her at the club. The next instalment was about Dorothy's meeting with her son's socce...
This story spans many of the Literotica categories as it unfolds -- Erotic Coupling, Lesbian, Incest, Group Sex, and of course Romance to name a few. Unlike some of the stories here, this one has a plot and perhaps a few twists and turns here and there for our characters. Your votes and comments are encouraged. * I knew my morning coffee was going to get...
Prologue The blonde girl lay back on the hard stone floor of the cave in a post-orgasmic glow, her sweaty body dripping with strange green slime and dark, viscous cum. She was so pleased with herself, all her research has paid off, not only had she found the she was looking for but it had turned out to be extremely good fun too. A deep, wet voice echoed fr...
I got a call from Adrianna about a week after our night of fun. She was mysterious, just saying that we should really talk. We agreed to meet at an out-of-the-way café the next afternoon. I had no idea what was going on but I really liked her and at the very least, we could visit as friends. Adrianna walked in about 20 minutes late, apologizing and explaini...
At one time eighteen-year-old Danielle Lawrence had fairly limited experience sexually. She'd been intimate with only three boys, kids her own age who were as inexperienced as her. That time now seemed like ages ago. But in reality it'd been mere months earlier. So much had changed since then. One day she'd lied to her mother. She'd gotten detention for cu...
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Life had a way of constantly intruding on my extracurricular "studies" with my beautiful landlady so that it was nearly a week before we were both free on the same night. That's not to say that we didn't see each other, but it was limited to a few words at the breakfast table most mornings. One thing I'd been told was that if her study door was shut, I was...
I'd like to say thanks real quick to all the readers who have waited awhile for this chapter. I apologize not getting it up more quickly - I've been dealing with some issues in my personal life, and when personal things go awry for me it gives me a serious case of writers' block. Hopefully this chapter is still up to par with what y'all expect from me - than...
Chicago Hotel Adventure: Night 2 The alarm was too loud when it went off. Wes had already been awake, but he jumped at the sound anyway. Roger shouted the word “Fuck!” without lifting his head from the pillow. Wes knew this outburst was a request to hit the snooze button, and he did so. Soon Roger was snoring contently once more. Wes felt pretty damn cont...
APRIL 20, 2017: A YACHT IN THE MEDITERRANEAN "Holy shit... Your schlong is just as big as Pamela Anderson claimed on Twitter." The Eurobabe cast her blue-eyed gaze upward, admiring the musclebound physique of the raven-haired Adonis sprawled across the large bed. His appearance could not be described as anything other than devilishly handsome. In particular...