Consensual Sex

Strawberry Strudel

When the last Blockbuster closed, I wasn’t up in arms over it. The world evolves and I figure, we should evolve with it. A part of me thinks there really isn’t a choice in the matter. Even so, I still enjoy some of those habits that some would call outdated. I’m into writing letters. I like to read a physical copy of a newspaper. If I could, I’d be putting my milk bottles on the welcome mat. So even though I wasn’t angry over Blockbuster, I am still grateful Rasputin’s is nearby. Rasputin’s is our local used dvd store. Tv box sets, video games, cds in uncracked jewel cases. The collector in me appreciates having copies of my favorite movies. It’s very unnecessary, but the way I see it, adding a movie to my collection …

Strawberry Strudel Read More »

The Good, The Bad and the Molly – Chapter Three

An F. I got an F on my first paper. That wasn’t right. I spent a lot of time on it. I wanted to make sure everything was perfect. Could I have really screwed up that badly? Maybe I should have checked my e-mail for anything Daisy sent me. This was bad. If it were any other time it might be fine but this was bad. We were maybe two months into the school year, and this was seriously going to weigh down my mark. A mark in a class where I needed a 70 or above, no questions asked. This was not the start I wanted to have with my junior year. I was used to fooling people that I’m fine when I’m not, so getting around even a good actor like Chris was …

The Good, The Bad and the Molly – Chapter Three Read More »

Friend’s Mom Accidentally Exposed

While I was growing up, I made friends pretty easily. One of my best friend’s growing up was Omar. He and I were the same age and always got along. He had a pretty big family, typical of a Latin American family, with three older sisters and an older brother but his parents were divorced and his mom kept all five kids while his bastard of a dad left to go marry his new wife. All in all, things weren’t horrible. As the kids came of age, they all pitched in to pay the bills. Being best friends, we spent a lot of time at each other’s houses, watching movies, playing games, and getting into a lot of trouble. His mom was the first one to rat me out to my parents for drinking and …

Friend’s Mom Accidentally Exposed Read More »

Laying the carpet… and me!

This is a true account of what happened when I had some new carpets fitted at my house 3 weeks ago, which I thought I would share with you. I am 31 years old, and after a messy divorce from my husband 6 months ago I bought a new house. It needed lots of work doing to it after the previous elderly owner had died, and I thought the whole project would take my mind off of the divorce. To cut a long story short, all the major work had been completed and the final job was to have new carpets laid in the lounge and dining rooms. It was Friday morning and the fitters were due to arrive at 11am, and they did so on time. I opened the door to 2 of them, …

Laying the carpet… and me! Read More »

Sharing My Room With Sis 10: Abby’s Fear

I stripped off my clothes. I adjusted the water temperature in the shower for no real reason than that I was a bit apprehensive, then checked to make sure that the doors to the hall and Abby’s empty room were locked. I slowly opened the door to my room and looked inside. It was Friday night, bedtime. Another week was over. Abby sat on the edge of my bed in her pajamas, brushing her long, curly red hair slowly. She looked at me standing naked, my dick a beam shooting straight from my body. At this point, it only took the simple thought of my sister to make it hard. Abby gave me a small smile and kept brushing her hair. I climbed into the bed behind and slid my legs under the sheets, my …

Sharing My Room With Sis 10: Abby’s Fear Read More »

Ron Jeremy 2

Well it turned out that I didn’t have to worry about mom finding a shiny glob of cum on the floor where I had fucked her best friend. What I had to worry about was moms best friend having a guilty conscience and spilling her guts to mom about doing it with me. I just about shit my pants when I heard moms voice go up several octaves as she screeched “you what?” over the phone. Then I heard “I don’t care if your husband has a little dick and is cheating on,,,, how big? oh god”. Oh yea, who else could she be talking to, looks like mom just found out how big my dick is from her friend. Right after that she began screaming “Ronald, Ronald you come down here right NOW” Not …

Ron Jeremy 2 Read More »

Damien Skylar chapter 1

For your additional understanding. The Main character isn’t completely human, he’s also part Daemon, its something along the lines of a vampire, you’ll see some of it come out as his emotions get more intense.. And as I add more chapters you’ll see it more prevalent and I’ll explain more. He’s also a Daemon hunter, which he alludes to in part 2. (Damien Skylar Chapter 2) So now, Enjoy! I originally posted this on my account, xxxArtemisDawnxxx, on Literotica.com* ‘…’=thoughts. Chapter 1 *Part 1* “You’re late again Mr. Skylar.” Kroger practically shouts at me as soon as I walk through the door. “I know Sir I…”He overrides me like I haven’t spoken, “I told you just last week if you were late again I would dismiss you, and here you are…Late.” He speaks the word …

Damien Skylar chapter 1 Read More »

Love Never Fades [Edit]

Love never fades. Growing up. My name is Aaron Fitz. For the first twelve years of my life, I grew up like any other child. Went to school, came home from school, did my homework, played with toys, was just a normal child. I was a happy normal child, until one of the most important nights of my life. My father was one of the smartest people around, CEO of one of the biggest glass producing companies around and a person loved within the company. On the outside, Jerry Fitz was a great man, he made all his workers feel welcome at work, honored in all of the company meetings, but there were things that people did not understand about my father. He was a troubled man, I never got a grasp of what was …

Love Never Fades [Edit] Read More »

The Beauty Within

When I look back on it, I would have to say that my mother and father, as much as I love them, were not the most responsible parents in the world. For a start, they went out drinking a lot when we were kids, and my mum worked shift work as well, so as kids we spent a lot of time at home on our own. There were three kids in my family, and I was the middle child. You know, the one they always say is the forgotten one, although I don’t know how true that is, because I think I got on okay. I had a sister, Gail, who was just over a year older than me, and then there was a big gap between me and my little brother, Stevie, who wasn’t …

The Beauty Within Read More »

The job interview

Just after Sharon and I were married we relocated interstate. My work required me to go to the head office. It was higher pay so we were happy to do it. My wife worked in advertising and had no trouble finding a new job with a local agency. She enjoyed the work, although at a lower salary. Also her boss was a woman. Something she wasn’t used to. As I also worked in an office with a woman manager I tried to give her tips on how to relax and handle the situation. She settled in finally and everything was going along swimmingly. It was maybe six months later there was a work party for employees only. Sharon came home very drunk. Obviously she had enjoyed the night although she wasn’t sure what had happened …

The job interview Read More »

Prologue : James Bowker

First off, I’ve been reading stories on this site for some time. I am eager to post my own that I have been developing for over a year. It was originally written for myself. I have written almost 200 chapters of this story and I have decided to post it for you all to enjoy. I would like to say that all characters are fictional and have little relation to real-life people (there are some exceptions). This story contains incest, rape, threesomes, non-consensual sex, and much more. I do not want to hear stupid comments calling me sick or twisted. Let’s see you write better. This is the prologue to my story and doesn’t contain any sex…yet. So, I apologize if the beginning is a little boring and uneventful. There will be more, that I …

Prologue : James Bowker Read More »

Roommate Shift Ch1

The two women were excited. Their mutual lust had grown as they danced together at the club. Now that they had reached Cynthia’s room they could finally act. A second year college student, the shorter Cynthia ran the tips of her fingers up the bare arms of the older woman from behind. Pressing her body close, and breathing in the taller Asian woman’s scent. A shiver runs through Estley’s body as Cynthia kisses her neck from behind. She delighted in the feel of the shorter girl’s soft double-D breasts pressing into her back. She could feel the lace of Cynthia’s bra through her own silk blouse. Kisses turn to nibbles as the six foot Asian woman moans. She was close to a decade older and working on her doctorate. One or two nights out a …

Roommate Shift Ch1 Read More »

The Repairman

The Repairman Chapter 1 Jane’s large breasts were swaying, and she was cussing as she struggled to get the dirty dish water in the sink to drain. After ten minutes of struggling to un unclog the drain she did the only thing she could; she called a plumber. The lady on the phone said she would send one right away, so Jane went to get dressed and put her makeup on before he arrived. But before she completed her makeup the doorbell rang. Shit, Jane thought, naturally I’m not dressed yet and he is here. She grabbed a yellow sun dress and pulled it over her head and ran her fingers through her hair and went to answer the door. She was expecting the typical butt crack sort of repairman that usually came, but to …

The Repairman Read More »

Invisible Gigolo

“What you really need is a gigolo.” Damini said to her friend Shweta. They were discussing Shweta’s marital problems. Her husband Mayur was totally focused on his career. As a result their sex life was almost non-existent and Shweta was getting more and more upset. She had already rejected the advice of having an affair as she was devoted to her family. “Are you mad? What if people find out?” Shweta replied. “So the objection is not seeing a gigolo but people finding out.” Damini joked and continued “What if I tell you a fool proof method, would you try it?” “What do you mean?” Shweta enquired. “What if the gigolo is invisible? Nobody can see him. No one would come to know.” Damini said. “Is this your latest fantasy?” Shweta said laughingly. “Not at …

Invisible Gigolo Read More »

My Perverted Family: 4. Mom’s Story

My named is Todd. I am a forty-five years old divorcee, and I love sex. I have known since puberty that I was addicted to sex. As I have mentioned in my other stories, I come from a very long line of sexually perverted individuals. My family is riddled with tales of incest and debauchery. My parents, my Aunts & Uncles, my nieces & nephews, my Cousins and most of my In-Laws have engaged in Incest and every other form of sexual deviancy. You name it, and someone in my family probably did it. Most so-called ordinary family’s interactions are governed by what is known as the “Westermarck Effect.” That just means that they are not sexually attracted to one another, but several studies seem to contradict the standard view of the Westermarck effect. People …

My Perverted Family: 4. Mom’s Story Read More »

Trapped part 2

I’m not sure how long I slept or even if I did. But I found myself pinned under daddy; by his breathing I could tell he was asleep. His weight felt good, reassuring. I know that might sound odd to you, but then again you might be a man, but a woman will understand what I mean but that. Lovingly I ran my hands up and down daddy’s back. At some point daddy had removed his clothes. I was disappointed I want to watch him strip. Maybe even strip him. But to be honest I could not be that disappointed, feeling the heat of flesh against mine. The soft hair the covered his chest tickled my nipples and my tummy, and I found myself getting wet again. His back was perfectly muscled and no back …

Trapped part 2 Read More »

Roommate took my innocence

I glance at the clock. 11pm. He should be asleep now. I sneak out of my room and tiptoe to the kitchen. I open the fridge as quietly as possible and glance around. Applesauce, eggs, leftover mashed potatoes. Damn. This fridge is really empty. Guess I have to actually cook something. I stand and back up into a rigid body right behind me. I gasp as his arms encircle my waist and pull my body tightly against his. I feel his breath on my neck. My legs squeeze together as I sense wetness between them. No. This can’t be happening. I don’t like this. My body shouldn’t like this. Sometimes I lie to myself to protect myself. This is one of those times. Truthfully I really like him but it’s so wrong to be with …

Roommate took my innocence Read More »

Passed Out in the Woods 4

Passed Out in the Woods Chapter Four Again I was waiting impatiently for Saturday. I was going to ask her why only one night a week the first thing. OK, maybe after we had sex. Was she only able to go out on that night? I wanked off each night thinking about the blowjobs she had given me. In the morning I wanked again thinking of eating her pussy and having her orgasm under my mouth. Finally it was Saturday night and I headed up the hill. I got the blanket and filled my pocket with condoms. I had an excuse for having both now and wanted to make sure we had protection in case she forgot. Then I went down to where we had met before and waited. I was early so it seemed …

Passed Out in the Woods 4 Read More »

Chemistry_(3)

“Marie Curie said that scientists believe in things, not people,” croaked Mrs. Carter (my chemistry teacher) from the front of the classroom. It was a wonder that Mrs. Carter was still teaching. She was the oldest teacher I had ever had the misfortune to know. She was a small, frail woman, with skin that sagged and wrinkled like old leather. However, she made up for any shortcomings in stature with a bitter personality and vindictive punishments. She was well into her seventies and had been teaching at my high school since it had opened in 1974. One of my coaches, who had attended our high school when he was a teenager, said that Mrs. Carter had taught him Chemistry. “Science is the key to the future and it is vital that you young people grasp …

Chemistry_(3) Read More »

Grace in disgrace 1

I heard the front door open and shut. I stopped the video that I was watching on my computer screen and looked at my watch. It was 2:15 am on Saturday morning. “Hello. How come you’re still up? You’re usually in bed asleep when I get home on Friday night.” “I’ve got something that I have to show you.” “Can’t it wait until tomorrow? I’m very tired.” “I really want to show you this.” “Why? What is it?” “It’s a surveillance video taken last Friday night in room 14 at the Seaview Motel. You are the star.” “It can’t be. How did you obtain that?” “Never mind how I got it. Watch a bit and tell me that it’s really you.” I started the video. The camera was looking down from the ceiling at Grace, …

Grace in disgrace 1 Read More »