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It had been six months since my dad and I had first crossed that ‘invisible line’, that hidden, covert line of incestuous desire and hunger, that line once crossed there’s no going back from. It’s a bell once rung that can never be truly silenced. We both crossed it knowingly, willingly and without hesitation.Neither at
All characters 18+, Part 4Cathy’s family piled through the door, her husband Tom, daughter Kristin, sons Walker and Jake, and Tom’s parents, Jane and Sam.Tom said in his deadpan humor way to Cathy, “Well, I see you’ve met the neighbors.”Sue was stunned and embarrassed and kind of curled up in her chair.Dan, his penis still
This story is pure fiction. It involves sexual encounters between family members – if that’s not your thing, please find a different story!—————————————-I was living back home after college with my mother, Elaine. She’d been alone since she kicked my father out of the house for his incessant drinking that had almost cost us the
All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!Chapter 13The sound of heavy, rhythmic breathing filled Noah’s ears. He opened his eyes a crack. Faint morning light greeted him. He took a few seconds to orient himself, listening to the huffing sound. It was clearly a woman. It sounded like she was
Note from Slick: Please read Army Brat Ch. 01 and 02 to get up to date. There is still not a whole lot of sex so this story is not for those of you who are looking for mostly sex. A few cliff-hangers occurred in Ch. 02 so let’s see if any of them get
I occasionally have trouble with graffiti on my side fence. I don’t know why people pick that fence in particular, but they seem to like it. The fact that I tend to clean it off on the same day discourages them. So does the fact that I’ve been known to follow then home and graffiti
This 4 part story incorporates a reworking of one I have had previously published on Literotica, ‘The Panel’. This Part 2 details the events at the Panel and have previously been published, it has been edited to correct typos etc.Panel Time — slave girl saraI know this as fact, you may think it fiction, and
Hi guys. It’s my first time sharing here. Hope you’d like it. It is a true story with just the names changed.You can call me Swayam. I’m 22 right now, and this incident took place when I was 18. I’m considerably more than average tall, and I have a bit soft body but good figure.
I was arrested for a crime I didn’t commit. My husband was killed and I was accused of being the killer. Sure I stood to inherit millions, but I didn’t know that at the time. I was in Toronto when he was killed, and even though I had a strong alibi, they arrested me anyway.
(This is the twenty-third story in a series about the sexual journey of a woman with near insatiable needs. Some of the previous stories are referred to in this one. Enjoy.)I slowly swim up to consciousness out of a deep, dreamless sleep. Morning light filters through the window opposite the bed. I am barely awake
It was around 5:45pm, as I returned home from the office, being a Friday afternoon, I decided to leave early so I could some time with my sister Tammy. I arrived home, and taking off my jacket as I walked up to the front door, I paused only to set my briefcase down, while I
Copyright © February 2018 by CiaoSteveCiaoSteve reserves the right to be identified as the author of this work.This story cannot be published, as a whole or in part, without the express agreement of the author other than the use of brief extracts as part of a story review.This is a work of fiction. The events
On the eve of the final formal for their high school days Terra and Vince both had butterflies in their stomachs. Terra knew that Vince had rented a hotel room and she had secured permission to stay over at a friend’s house from her mother. She had decided that tonight was the last night she
Mickey was woken the next morning by the telephone. As he rolled over to pick it up, he saw it was already 11.”Hello?” he croaked”Mickey, its Sophie. Meet us for lunch at the Cafe Tropicale in town in an hour, ok? See you then, bye!”She put the phone down before he could respond. Typical Sophie.
First time…..what in the world am I doing?Okay, my spouse is out of town for 36 hours,,,,but what in the world am I doing?Have I lost my mind?Yes, we’ve been teasing each other in texts for the past 6 months, we’ve gotten kind of hot a few times, but this is real! – – –
I am an older man who rode the short yellow bus being Dyslexic with a speech impediment. My Grammarly has helped a great deal as have the editors who have helped. Everyone is over 18.Betty with a capital B.Wow, what fun at the Christmas party, it did not turn out quite like I had planned
For the rest of the day, Kaysie made me walk around naked. I was comfortable with it, she was the only one who saw me but I felt incredibly vulnerable whenever I was next to her, fully clothed in jeans and a white shirt as if it was a normal day. She giggled at several
Author’s Note: This is a love story of a female dominant/male submissive relationship between mature people. This is fiction. If you enjoy such stories read on and please comment and vote. If not, choose another story more to your tastes. This Chapter is the ninth in this series. Please read the preceding chapters for context.
Gym BuddiesI have been going to the local gym for a few weeks now but hadn’t really got to know anyone. I had noticed one guy with a chiselled stubbly face and a ripped body. Occasionally, we made eye contact across the gym but barely raised a smile. He liked to wear tight blue track
“Go after him, Janet,” Helen said, her eyes blazing with anger. “What the hell!” She flipped the back of her hand, shooing Janet away. “Go after your fucking husband.”Janet’s eyes widened. She shook her head, quickly. “I can’t. After what I…” She looked up at me as if pleading, her eyes welling up with tears.