Author’s Notes: All characters are over the legal age of 18. Any descriptions of characters that match real people are coincidental. This is a work of fiction, meant for entertainment purposes. The main theme of this story is Group Sex, but it contains elements of Incest/Taboo, Exhibitionist & Voyeur, and some Lesbian Sex.Enjoy!Premise: This story
As the morning sun shone through the window of our tent, I was roused from my sleep. I had slept the night before flat on my stomach, lying wrapped in blankets on the hard ground. I wasn’t in my usual sleeping bag because Amber and I brought a visitor with us on this camping trip.
Joe pushed through the rotating glass doors and into the main reception area for the Illinois State Department of Medicine and sighed in relief as the cool air washed over her after the muggy, hundred degree heat of a Midwestern summer. The air was almost to cool for the tank top, athletic shorts and flip
The WinePanda told me to bring some red wine today.I wasn’t quite sure want to make of it, as is normal during these surreptitious Telegram conversations. I was also told that there would be a new lady. I put the two and two together that the red wine was going to help put the new
But I must backtrack my story a bit. I am only writing about my sexual encounters in this diary but obviously there was a lot of other stuff going on. School for one thing. We were all good students and did well in our classes and that takes time. But also obviously I have not
QUESTION: So, you are Maggie — the author of many sex stories on Literotica?MAGGIE: Guilty as charged. Ha!QUESTION: Your stories portray a shy girl who grew up in Kansas and later became a world traveler and sexually loose and free. Are your stories autobiographical?MAGGIE: Yes, much of the material in my stories is autobiographical.. I
Hi, Roger here, to relate a discussion and its aftermath that veered mightily from the topic.A couple of years ago, my wife Karen and I invited friends Sandy and her husband Jim over to our place for dinner and drinks. Karen Sandy are best friends, having met and bonded as spouses at a corporate function
HORNMANJI: Part 3As we all remember we left our couples trapped in the house but also trapped on the board, unable to move. What gives, man? Well all the answers are here now in the next scintillating chapter of our latest sprawling saga.WOULD ALL THE PLAYERS PLEASE STAND UP.The Dice remained stationary, locked in place
I’m a blonde haired, brown eyed married mother of two, five-seven, with a 36C-24-38 figure, an empty nester.My husband is six-two, with dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and heavily muscled tipping the scales around 230lbs.We’ve had an open marriage for almost eighteen years, both of us thoroughly enjoying ourselves.My husband after thirty-one years as a
THE BIG TITS CLUB 2.0by bluedragon****– CHAPTER 21: Unexpected Feelings –****– NOVEMBER –Per our normal Wednesday routine, Naimh held my hand for the walk from our house onto campus while Belle and Lily followed behind us, gabbing like a couple of hyper-social geese.My Irish redhead had the long, free-swinging strides of a country girl to
…..My stories are of experiences I have had in the past, a very distant past. They are short recollections enough to give the reader an idea so to those negative Nancies, who are full of criticism, put your boring experiences into words…….I felt them both, the shaking, the sweat and the tremendous warmth as I
Sir Richard Loxton kicked his steed into a gallop. He could see the ancient city of Asran in the middle distance and was ardent to be home. Home where his loyal people would welcome him with enthusiasm; home where he could at last settle; home where his beautiful wife Adina would be waiting for him
Sandra rode the high of her encounter with Tami as she danced to the music in the pool. The part of the pool they hung out in was barely above her knees, but it was cool and refreshing in the hot sun of the day. As she lost herself dancing for herself and vibing with
After taking a week off to move into our new house, Amber and I reluctantly had to return to work. As the days passed, we settled back into our usual routines. Getting ready every morning, she and I would eat breakfast and then drive to the office together. Workdays passed as they always had, with
Nighty NightNocturnal permissionsThere were many loving hugs and lingering good-night kisses exchanged before the two sex-drunk couples retired to their respective suites for the night. The hosts had enthusiastically impressed upon their guests that if there was anything they required, ‘anything at all’, they were to simply knock on their door and their needs would be attended to. They stressed that they
“Dude, I could hear you all night last night!” Tim whispered under his breath as soon as Jackson came into the kitchen.Jackson looked startled for a moment and then grinned down at his younger brother, “You learn anything you little shit?”Tim glared and began to respond before his mouth snapped shut when saw Alisa, Jackson’s
Marcia Writes a Porn StoryAnd her partner suspects it’s not fictionby Peter_ClevelandFirst of Two PartsAuthor’s note :For readers’ convenience, this story will be published in two parts. It’s best understood as a single story, though–like a play in two acts–not as two independent “episodes,” as in a TV series.The story is about fidelity and infidelity–and
I was thirty-five years old and engaged to be married. This would probably be my last trip abroad as a ‘single’ guy. A last hurrah with one of the lads. Booze and birds in the sun. Getting away from the rainy, windy days back home.When Marc suggested we take a last-minute trip to the Mediterranean
“I’m going out for a while, Ray. Can I pick up anything for you?””No, babe.I have some chores. I’ll go out later. Anything that you want for dinner?””We still have most of the appetizers from the Chinese restaurant. That will work. I hate sex on a full stomach. I hate all the farting.””I hear you.
I sit at a local lounge, eyeing the bartender who hums and sings off-key as he cleans. Closing time is near, but he seems in no hurry to end his night.His eyes boggle. I turn to watch the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen strut through the door. Blonde hair drapes down her front, perfectly framing