This is the second stop on my Tour of Literotica, where I plan to write something for every category. Currently, I have several pieces in the Erotic Couplings category, all part of my series called: Portmanteau.My first category was a visit to INCEST/TABOO with a twisted tale called: MY MOTHER’S WICKED GAMEWarning: That one is
Melissa enjoyed walking along the streams in the woods near her home. At eighteen years of age she’d realized that her climbing steep slopes and rock-hopping were good for both her health and her shape, being a girl of quite generous proportions, but not fat. She was a member of a competitive callisthenics club and
I couldn’t sleep without picturing the angry waves crashing on to the side of our ship. The image almost seemed romantic to me in a way. I laid in bed in my thin white night gown debating on going out there for myself to be with the water. Everyone else in my cabin was asleep
Many years ago, I was having sex with my girlfriend, Lynn. Lynn was the first woman I had ever eaten. I enjoyed making her squirm with my tongue. Bringing her to orgasm, or just to the brink and then filling her with my cock. One of my favorite positions for this was to lie on
The two boys were the only ones left at the nightclub celebrating Zack’s eighteenth birthday. They had not drunk as much as the others but were not totally sober. Zack had managed to get two dances with a very pretty girl but she had now disappeared. The commotion that started on the dance floor stopped
I was 18 years old when it happened. My first handjob. I was an A student and pretty much kept to myself. I had a few friends. But mostly all we did together was hang out and play video games.This did not exactly bring in the girls. I had made a few aborted attempts to
On Friday morning Erin woke up feeling like a new person. It was a beautiful spring day and she decided to wear a short, sleeveless, turquoise blue dress with buttons up the front. In the past she had felt it was too racy for school and only appropriate for summers at the beach, but things
“How did I get to be the virgin sacrifice?” Margaret wondered, “and what do I do now?”Margaret thought over the events that had led to her being in this embarrassing, tantalising and, she had to admit, sexually stimulating position.It had started with the beach party. There were about a dozen of them there. They all
Thanks, PhilippinesMy story starts back in the early 80s when I was a young sailor stationed at Subic Bay Naval Station in the Philippines. Before that time I was strictly a ladies’ man. If she was pretty, big-breasted with long legs, I was all over her like butter on grits but that was until my
Chapter I: Old FriendsIn our lifetime we have all met and associated with people with all sorts of habits, some of which we could easily classify as quite strange, others are uninteresting and basically just more mundane. But in actuality regardless what characterization they may fall into most are really little more than a fetish
PART 1Every summer, my family went to my mom’s hometown in the south, a cute beach town. I got lots of quality time with family and friends, sun, sand, and exciting memories.One of my mom’s high school best friends still lived there and has 2 sons: Matt, two years older than me and who I
Several weeks passed after one of the most memorable long weekends of Pete Taylor’s young life. Over that fateful weekend Pete and his girlfriend Katrina had mutually masturbated in her mother’s car on Saturday, explored oral sex on Sunday, and experimented with a 69 position on Monday. That same Monday they had even tried nudism
I was at Eddy Rocket’s Dance Club, sitting at the bar. I had just turned twenty-one two weeks ago and I loved dance music. On Friday and Saturday nights I was hitting the clubs on Division Street.Tonight the music was great. Eddy Rocket’s was packed. I was enjoying the music and having a Diet Pepsi.
If you asked me if I felt bad about lying to both of the men I cared about, I’d have to say yes, but, at the same time, Tatsumi made me the happiest girl alive. Knowing she loved me made it okay for me to not only work but breathe and be myself again. For
Up until her week of sexual excess in Hawaii those few months back, Remi had been faithful to Mitch, her husband of 25 years. He had been the only man she had ever given her body to.They worked together at his veterinary clinic and went home together at the end of the day.People would ask
Growing up as a kid, I had a pretty low self-esteem. It wasn’t my looks either. Like any teenager growing up, I hadn’t as yet hit my maturity peak. Awkward, still growing into my rapidly changing body, with a shyness borne from a perception of myself, I tended to withdraw from making friends with anyone.By
Growing Together – The Bunting Family Part 2Susan England Revised October 2004. This story may not be published at any site without the express permission of the Author at her email address englander1961@yahoo.co.ukThis is a work of fiction written for the enjoyment of adult readers over the age of 18 years and contains explicit sexual
I went to a high school in a medium sized town. Very few who went to the school with me will remember me.My father died when I was still in grade school. My mother raised me by herself until some ass hole killed her in a $39 robbery.As an orphan I was cared for by
Author’s Note: All sexually active characters in this work of fiction are 18 years or older.”Hello, Dream Makers,” Cindy said, answering the call.”Yes, I’d like to hire an escort for the next two nights,” Megan replied. “Can you provide a female for that, and how much would it cost? I saw hourly and overnight listings
Note from Slickman: I received a lot of requests to keep this one going at least for one more chapter. Seems everyone liked the characters and wondered what other mischief they could get into.Take the time to read “Brown’s Shoe Store” to get up to date.*****Mike and Meagan put the shoebox down and finished their