Sonja sat down on the bed next to Jamie, who was fiddling with her camera again. She'd already edited much of their home-made sex video's but Jamie was still at it. For all Sonja knew she'd be selling them on E-bay next year. Not that she particularly minded that ofcourse but her brother would probably end up buying every copy and sell them to all his friend...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. I do not make money from these stories. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work. ****************** Miami, Florida April 2019 Light winds blew through the west, forcing the hanging palm trees to shake and bend at a small deg...
*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in any sexual acts are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 51 Paul smiled as he walked back to the car after dropping off the room key. Through the rear window, he could see that Cindy and Candy were sound asleep. He couldn't see Pam, but was sure that she too was sound asleep. When he opened the car door, he saw P...
This is Part One of a two-part story. I don't consider myself particularly good-looking, and I don't have an exceptionally large cock. I guess I'm not the wittiest guy in the world, and I certainly don't have all that much money. And though I do love women, love everything about them and have always loved everything about them, I was never really that kind...
Author's note: This will be my 100th submission to Literotica. Over the past four-plus years, it's been a pretty wild ride, and I appreciate all of those who have commented on my work – good, bad or indifferent. I've tried to share some of my life, some of my fantasies and tried to write stimulating stories that make people think. For my 100th story, I deci...
I was going over the new policy for my good friend and long-time client, Jack Palmer, when he picked up the photograph that we had professionally taken of my wife and I for our 25th wedding anniversary, three years ago. It was obvious he wasn't listening to me and the advantages of this new policy over his old one so I said, "Jack, something on your mind? Yo...
"You have to be joking!" "No, I'm deadly serious," came her husband's calm reply. "You want me to serve your guests dinner but to be completely naked?" she asked incredulously. "I would not do that for a million pounds sterling!" "We'll see," he said simply. There was silence. Their daughter, Yvette, sat quietly between them thinking that if she was give...
Chapter 1 110º. Thank god for air-conditioning, Anne thought. West Texas. Flat stretch of endless desert and burning blue sky. Rest Stop Cafe. Red neon sign to the right. She pulls in on the gravel lot. Sign in broad window says, 'Enjoy a hearty meal in air-conditioned comfort.' Not many customers. Anne takes a booth and orders a turkey sandwich with salad...
There's the possibility of more parts to this story, if inspiration strikes. * "Mr. Hawthorne?" Victoria Sanderson stood in the doorway to my office, timidly knocking to announce her presence. To the outside observer, she would have looked the picture of innocence: white tennis shoes, pink ruffles atop white ankle socks, blue skirt hanging to her mid-calf...
Chapter 1. "Bodas de Sangre?!" I looked up from my reading to my fellow passenger in the aisle seat. She was a very attractive woman, professionally dressed, I thought perhaps a few years older than I was. I returned her smile. "Si. Garcia Lorca, 1933, Bodas de Sangre." I put down the manuscript of the play and continued in Spanish, "Have you read it?" Th...