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Karen s Story 1970s 2016s

My now ex-wife Karen H is in her sixties now. Over many conversations and indiscretions on her part, I have much of her sexual life written down, but not all of it as she was such a slut. I enjoyed her telling me her sexual past and though it happened years ago, I will always treasure the voyeuristic moments that she shared. When Karen was 16 years old, she was with one of her first boyfriends (James) and during their dates she loved being fondled and touched, as you do at that age. She was a...

Chapter 9 Cobra Belly Dances 1970s Sex Liberation And Silicon Valley Cultural Shock

I’d enjoyed soapy showers then sex with hubby but didn’t feel sexy while caring for babies. Sex was another domestic routine, a chore for his horny rush. I didn't care. It was duty booty. I accepted his need, was pleased he wanted me, was happy to give it but just didn’t feel sexy. If aroused I had to get mine on top first but usually was too tired and laid back and let him have it, pleased he wanted it.As the kids grew out of diapers and choo-choo train baby talk ended, however, we began to...

the story of Pornographic film

Early years: 19th centuryImages from early Austrian erotic movies (about 1906, first image showing Am Sklavenmarkt) by photographer Johann Schwarzer and his Saturn Film companySee also: History of erotic depictionsProduction of erotic films commenced almost immediately after the invention of the motion picture. Two of the earliest pioneers were Frenchmen Eugène Pirou and Albert Kirchner. Kirchner (under the name "Léar") directed the earliest surviving erotic film for Pirou. The 7-minute 1896...

Crystal Passion Ch 14

Both Crystal’s and Judy’s parents preferred that their daughters be buried rather than cremated so the final moments of the funeral weren’t of two coffins sliding inside a furnace and being incinerated. Instead a procession of hearses snaked out of the funeral home and wound through the roads and avenues of Rock Hill to Crystal’s final resting place at the Forest Hills Cemetery. I was a mess of sorrow and tears during the whole drive. The brief respite I’d had from my grief by the need to...

Our Neighbour in Lockdown

This is purely a fantasyWe moved into our home nearly a decade ago. Our garden is not attached to our house and we have to get access through our neighbour’s garden. Roger, our neighbour, was widowed a few years before we moved next to him and is now in his late 70s. He can be cantankerous and rude and we have had many disputes with him over our access rights. I have not really gotten on with him, but my wife has tolerated him. The good Samaritan in my wife came out immediately at the time of...

Eating Creampies from My Friends Incestuous Mother

I have recently been thinking about the sexual experiences earlier in my life that have molded my somewhat perverted, bisexual desires. I love to perform oral sex of any kind. Early on I developed a ravenous taste for pussy juice, cum, and even piss. That ultimately led me to my cuckold and cock sucking desires and fantasies. This story chronicles an experience I had while in high school during the 1970s. I think you’ll agree that I lucked into an amazing learning situation for a guy my age. I...

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dale felder's life story,written in many languages,english, german, russian, chinese, french, japanese,india,hindi,italian,hi friends im dale felder, im a author, designer, writer, photographer, and i live in sanfrancisco, california, you read my new photo books click the links below, here >(cafepress.com) http://www.cafepress.com/dalefelderdesigns.com http://www.blurb.com/books/3599526 http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/3640438 http://www.youtube.com/goodvibetv...

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From Andy to Amy

Story codes: CD TV mf voy mast nosexIf you are looking for serious one handed reading, then you are in the wrong place. I hpe you like this. It's the stopry of a young man's first venture into cross dressing. Any similarity to me is entirely coincidental!Title: Andy to Amy"Why are you staring at my knickers?"I jerked upright. God, I really had been staring at her knickers - not the ones she was wearing, sadly, but a pair on the floor, presumably yesterday's pair. They were perfectly normal...

Interview With Miss Dubin

One Saturday afternoon I got a call at the apartment where I was living with my family. My dad happened to answer it and said it was for me.I said, “Hello, this is Paul.”I heard a woman's voice, “Paul D’Amato? This is Janice Dubin, you know, from Trylon Typesetting. We met this week.”This was in the late spring of 1976. I had applied for a job as a part-time paste-up artist and proofreader at a Manhattan typesetting company. It seemed to dovetail nicely with what I had learned at my campus...

Bisexual Tricksters Rule

I honestly wonder if there’s something wrong with me sometimes. Folks say I’m a paranoid misanthrope. They think I’m abnormal. Then again, maybe I’m not. Yeah, I’m a little weird but this isn’t exactly a normal world either. Maybe it’s the world that’s crooked and I’m A-okay. Right? My name is Stefan Ambroise. A big and tall, kind of good-looking black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I’m an adventurer as well as a traveler. There isn’t much to do in the so-called...

A Diciole of Dyonisus

Brought up in Manchester, to a twenty nine year old that I was, in the early 1970s, West Berlin was the most extraordinary place in this world. A militarily indefensible enclave, surrounded by wall, in the middle of communist East Germany, it seemed as if every day was Armageddon. Under West German law the city shared with Hamburg a system of Polizeistunden allowing unrestricted opening of its bars. As a consequence, a veritable plethora of pubs and clubs remained permanently available to...

Dr WooHoo and the Sonic Pussy Probe

As soon as he claps eyes on me, though, he lets out a girlish squeal, holsters his blaster and skips to give me an affectionate hug, lifting one foot from the floor as he does. “Hiya Nick!” I brush away the bead screen and step inside the shop. The Storm Trooper takes my hands in his gauntlets and gives me a kiss on the cheek, although the unwieldiness of the helmet hampers his underlying tenderness. When Vader and the Emperor were designing those outfits they obviously didn't put...

Springtime At The Paradise

In May 1975 I gave my girlfriend Michelle Hanley a tour of my hometown of The Bronx. We were both sophomores at the City College of New York and we had a Wednesday for ourselves. We decided to take her car for the trip back and forth and for part of the excursion within the borough; I would drive because I knew my way around and she could be free for sightseeing. I went out by subway to Long Island City on a sunny morning to meet her around eleven AM.She met me outside her house and I noticed...

Aunt Helen s Helpful Hand

My second older sister would exhibit herself but only rarely. And that was the limit for her family sex contribution. But it was with my younger sister, Ann, with whom I shared youthful pleasure. When she was 14 and I was a month shy of 15 we started our doctor exams and fashion shows. These took place in my bedroom in the evenings. Her usual complaints were of soreness on her chest and on her thighs. Mine were mostly between my thighs and bottom. In the fashion shows we took turns modeling...

Family History Pt 01

Family Documents Part 01 Notes for a family history. ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan December 2015 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* Introduction About a decade ago my uncle...

Oh What an Incredible Summer Part One

Introduction: Introduction: this work of fiction describes a young teenage boys introduction into the sensual word of uninhibited sex. It occurs during his first summer working on a small North Carolina farm owned and operated by his aunt and uncle. Although the names of the participants have been changed, the characteristics and personalities of the family members are based upon real people. Likewise, the setting and environment described are true as well. In the early 1970s, I was a young...

A TREAT FOR HER VOYEUR

A TREAT FOR HER VOYEUR This is my first post to XNXX. I have enjoyed reading many of the stories posted by others, especially the true stories. Ive been thinking for some time about writing about a few of the sexual experiences involving my wife and me. I dont profess to be a good writer. I realize that some readers might be critical of both my writing ability and the content, and justifiably so. But as I approach age 60, I find myself reminiscing more and more about the past with an...

A Tribute to a Best Friend Who Was More Than Just a Friend

Introduction: The life long friendship that started out with exploration. Dale and I This is a true story of a friendship that had evolved over 40 years. This is also a tribute and a memorial to my friend, Dale, who passed away a few months ago. I am not a professional writer. The names were changed. These events took place in the early 1970s. A little background on what took place leading up to my friendship with Dale. In 1969 my parents separated due to the fact they no longer loved each...

Life in 2115 A letter to the future

Introduction: Earth if taken by an alien race that is working to make it fit for their use and one worker finds a letter from the numans. I dont think you can class this as either a serious sex story or serious Sci-Fi but it is a fun little thing that I enjoyed writing and I still get a little smile when I look it over. Hope you smile a little too. Life in 2115 – A letter to the future M/F, M+/F, oral, anal, SciFi, interracial It was the spring of 2205. Zandack Cranockk was operating a...

Swapping Wives and Fucking Teen Girls at the Beach Cottage

Carolina Beach, North Carolina is a small town and a beautiful place for our retirement. We’re only twelve miles south of Wilmington if we want to take advantage of the amenities and health services of a larger city. My name is Dan, and my wife, Jenny, and I were recently able to retire after working our whole lives in Wilmington and raising our daughter, Ashley, there.We bought our modest, one-bedroom, beachfront cottage on Carolina Beach when I had just turned thirty, at a time before the...

An Idyllic Recollection

AN IDYLLIC RECOLLECTION Everyone would like to believe that the Sexual Revolution of the Sixties had somehow made everything happen easily for horny counterculture types. Sorry to disillusion you all, but we had to work to get laid at least as much as any other generation. . . and I suspect a lot more fucking around took place in earlier years than some people think.In the early 1970s, I was prime draft bait, attending San Jose State in the Bay Area. I was a journalism major, and we were all...

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Vintage magazines.Many retired users have great sets of vintage magazines. I would hate to lose them if the retired were cleared.wombdweller has many and great orgy...

Sex games 7 part 2

We took a long nap after our adventures on the boat. When we woke up, the sun was setting over the lake. We had reservations at the yacht club for dinner. When I made the reservations, they told me the theme tonight was California surfing. We were in a good mood and set for more adventures. We went out on the deck to see the sunset. We wore our usual T-shirt, no bottoms. The breeze ruffled my cock and I snuggled up to you for warmth. We talked about what happened this afternoon. You were...

Sexy Sue from York Chapter 2 The Proposition

Sexy Sue from York Chapter 2: The PropositionPrecis of chapter 1. Sue, a 30 year old white I.T Assistant is useless at her job and passes away the time gossiping, much to the annoyance of Rob her newly appointed black I.T manager. When he is told that he has to leave the firm at the end of his probationary period because of poor performance he blames Sue. Dwelling on this he decides to teach the white bitch a lesson she won’t forget before he finishes. Devising an elaborate scheme he seduces...

Pumped While Wearing His Pumps

What a place to be stuck! Under a sign that says Coors Road and practically dying of thirst. I was now two-thirds of the way across the United States but perhaps the most difficult portion of my cross-country hitchhiking adventure lay ahead. It is all deserts from there on the outskirts of Albuquerque to the Pacific coast, my ultimate destination. I had left from Maine four days earlier and was starting to tire of the road. My most recent ride had been with a guy who picked me up in Denver. A...

The Legend Of Hair House

This story hopefully sets up an alternate reality series, and is inspired by and owes a lot to Michael Moorcock and his Jerry Cornelius stories. Enjoy. Tyrone Slothrop (An obvious alias) presents: The Legend of Hair House Jim blinks his eyes and realizes he is riding a bicycle. It is a fall day in what appears to be a small American town. It looks like the early 1970s from the cars. Jim is about age fourteen and dressed like a normal fourteen year old boy of the era- hair just...

Maggie Mae Intro

Maggie Mae - Intro by Kelly Newman Spring 2002 in London and Giles Fuller was, to all intents and purposes, a success. At 31 years old he was the co-owner of a firm with his business partner, Ralph Lethbridge, also 31 years old, that specialised in bio-technology with an office in London near Tower Bridge and a laboratory on the outskirts of Cambridge. Giles and Ralph had met at Cambridge University in the early 1990s where they were both studying biology. Both men had similar...

Mistress of Gor pt 2

Mistress of Gor Dedicated to the genius of Olga Turlovna with sincere admiration. Chapter two: I awake in Corcyrus after a long drugged sleep, where I swiftly discover the limitations of my new body. I dreamt such vivid dreams during the time I was encased within the capsule. It seemed perhaps that several lifetimes went by in my dream state during my gradual transformation and, I suppose, the subsequent space flight. I know now that the strange cube like building situated...

I Just Wasn t Made for These Times

So when I saw The Corporation’s ad looking for volunteers I was happy to sign up. They didn’t call it “time travel,” but that’s what it was. A handful of people were going to be sent to another era. They wouldn’t be able to come back. Only a few people would be selected because they wanted to examine the impact over time.There were so many appealing years to choose from, but they were only selecting one person for each era to prevent overlap. I chose to apply for a decade that I assumed...

A Slice of Ordinary Life

A Slice of Ordinary Life In many ways, life went on pretty much the same after our marriage ended. The divorce was predictably bitter and longlasting, not to say expensive. Each of our solicitors seemed keen to prolong the negotiations rather than try to bring about a reconciliation. But now all that was blessedly over. I still had a place in what's called leafy Hertfordshire, having bought a flat just round the corner from the old family home. My ex had moved across to the other end...

Starting Over

STARTING OVER Dirk Robinson sat on the couch in front of his TV, watching some inane sitcom and realizing for the thousandth time that his life was a failure. It had started out well, but due to his own choices, it had spiraled out of control over the last few decades. He ruminated on those choices, wishing he could go back and unmake some of them. His grades in his New Jersey High School had been overall passing, but not spectacular, because of his own lack of motivation. He had...

Master Controller Version 3 07 Beta

Master Controller, version 3.07, beta Code: Alpha Three Theta Four Nine Report of long-term investigation Subject: Silkworm This document is read-only. No notes or recordings are permitted. It took years to find the source of the myth. Like most highly successful stories, Master PC has grains of truth embedded. A quick internet search will find stories under the name of JR Parz dating back to 1998. He or she is still selling mind control stories and has an Amazon page. Going back further...

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Bone deep weariness suffused Vidya, from her toes to her bones. She had never felt quite so exhausted before in her life – even at the worst crunch during her training to join with the space survey. That had been several weeks of training on the Indian lunar colony. She had trained in both hard vac-suits and in mechanical counterpressure suits, and gone through every single drill of spacecraft maintenance and operation that she might have needed to follow through while being in detached...

Life Under MistressChapter 9

Never may the act of possession be exercised upon a free being; the exclusive possession of a woman is no less unjust than the possession of slaves; all men are born free, all have equal rights, never should we lose sight of those principals; according to which never may be granted one sex the legitimate right to lay monopolizing hands upon the other, and never may one of the sexes, or classes, arbitrarily possess the other. A quote by Marquis de Sade. “Was I wrong Sharon when I acted on...

Runaway TrainChapter 87

There were several highlights during the rest of the concert. Liz started out her second set with a heartfelt speech thanking Glen Carter. The original that we’d put together simply expressed gratitude for his appearance. Liz did a good job of ad-libbing her other expressions of thankfulness. Then she did her best to live up to her title by putting on one of the most amazing performances of her career. The entire stadium was on its feet by the time the last song wrapped up. I glanced down...

Sally the Groupie

This happened around 10 years ago, when my wife Sally was in her late forties and at the height of her sexuality. We were on vacation and stopped for the night in a city that shall remain unnamed. After checking into our hotel, we saw that the hotel had a bar with a live band and dancing. Sally suggested it would be fun to go dancing that evening. After dinner we returned to the room and got ready for going to the bar. Sally had a number of outfits that showed off her assets to best advantage....

My Husband And I Want To Thank You

“My husband and I want to thank you.” I politely said to Arthur Conley.Now, why would I be thanking my husband’s boss? Perhaps I should explain. It all started right after we were married. My hubby Robbie went to work for Conley and Son, a construction company in Galion, Ohio. Arthur Conley was the son part of Conley and Son. He had taken over the business after his father’s retirement and subsequent death.Galion is a small town of about 10,000 located about seventy miles north of Columbus....

Sex Positions Missionary Split

History of of sex positions Sex manuals usually present a guide to sex positions. Sex manuals have a long history. In the Graeco-Roman era, a sex manual was written by Philaenis of Samos, possibly a hetaira (courtesan) of the Hellenistic period (3rd–1st century BC). The Kama Sutra of Vatsyayana, believed to have been written in the 1st to 6th centuries, has a notorious reputation as a sex manual. Different sex positions result in differences in the depth of sexual penetration and the...

Bill Was Special

by Larry Malone It was the 1970s, height of the sexual revolution and way before the AIDS epidemic that cooled it down and I was in the middle of it living in the San Francisco Bay area. I became an eager participant of the “free love movement” with no reservations. I had recently tried being “Bi”, giving and receiving, and enjoyed the experience to the point I was really looking forward to doubling my pleasure and the number of available partners. I was experimenting with...

Noel s House

Authors note: This weekend I had the unfortunate task of clearing out the house of a friend of the family who passed away a few weeks ago. * Noel, along with his sister Renee and her husband Ric were friends of my uncle, and my sister, brother and I spent many summers at their farm, running wild and playing outside in the fields. I have fond memories of the two houses, joined but yet separate. We spent hours running up Renee’s stairs from the living room, down the second staircase into the...

The Man Who Remembered Ch 02

[The story so far: Retired Soviet spy Lev Davidovich Bronshtein, his beloved wife Polina Abramovna recently died, agrees to meet an agent from his former employer at this apartment in Moscow. The former colleague, Oleg Sergeyevich Rykov, shows Lev files from the time when Lev was stationed in New York. Some historical and linguistic notes: Oleg refers to Russian premier Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin as ‘ours.’ This is because Putin formerly worked for the KGB, the Soviet spy agency. Oleg calls...

Notes From A Secret Admirer

Author’s Foreword— This is my ninth posting to Literotica and my first posting in the ‘First Time’ genre. The following is a true story. You are invited to visit my profile’s archive to find my previous postings, I hope you enjoy them. John W. Adams, Jr., November 23, 2008 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * This posting is going to involve me tripping and stumbling down Melancholy Boulevard, it parallels Memory Lane and is much less pleasant to drive. If you’re not in the mood...

Uncle Hank s Drive In Adventure

My favorite uncle was my father’s younger brother, Henry D’Amato, or Uncle Hank as we called him. When I reached college age in the 1970s, he had a successful fruit wholesaling business in the Bronx Terminal Market. By then he had surpassed his own father, who had his store just down the block. Hank had two trucks and two “stores” or units, while my Grandpa Carmine only had one of each.During my school years he sometimes gave me jobs helping out with deliveries to various grocers around New...

Shorty Philpott Derelict Drunk Cock Sucker

“Fuck you,” said Shorty Philpott after being fired for the ninth time from the Snack House restaurant located in the old Bus Station complex in downtown Fort Myers, Florida.The Snack House was kind of unique having all male employees and the only business to continue successfully in the old Bus Station complex after the Bus Station relocated out on Cleveland Avenue better known as the Tamiami Trail.Shorty had been an award-winning Marine having served in the South Pacific during WWII. Shorty...

Black Love Chronicles

There is nothing quite like doing that which makes you happy. My name is Jason Jean-Bernard and I’m a man with two lives. In the eyes of the world, I am a successful Haitian-American lawyer who makes a good living defending corporate fat cats. It’s what I’ve always wanted to do. Growing up, I was a nerd who watched Law & Order religiously and did mock trials with like-minded friends rather than play sports or video games. And I pursued my dreams as an adult. I earned my bachelor’s degree in...

Chastised By Mrs Harris

I was sitting one day in a bar with my older, classy-lady girlfriend, Holly Sykes. I had met her while I was driving part-time for a car/limo service called Lioness Limousine. She was one of my passengers and we got involved in “activities” inside the car when she rented a vehicle for the day. She definitely was the one who initiated the affair.After a few weeks we got into a more conventional relationship that involved real dates. Before that we only had various BDSM and other sexual...

Return of the Superior Men

Good morning, folks. How’s life treating you? My name is Bruce Portman and I’m a young black man from the town of Milton, Massachusetts. Many people who know me say that I am doing too much, too soon. Why? Because I’m a young man who believes in sticking up for his rights wherever he goes. I don’t pay them any mind. If I were a young woman who spoke her mind and stood up for what she believed in, they’d applaud me. In this unmanly age, strong men with character and integrity are rare but the...

All Male Black Private College

My name is Jerome Saint Guillaume. I am a student at Titan College. It’s a small private school located in Cape Cod, Massachusetts. It’s also unlike any other school in the planet. You see, Titan College is an all-male college. There used to be many all-male colleges in America, but in the 1970s, most schools went coeducational. Titan College remained all-male, which astonished many but that’s the key to its success. Men attending Titan College are preparing themselves to become the leaders of...

Princess Pristina

I told my li’l lady we’d have to rescue the princess later, switched off Super Mario, put on a shirt with a collar, gave the wife a fifty and unplugged myself from the famz. The sky’d turned orange and all the shadows were stretching. Now the black shapes on the ground pooled into night as I headed west in my work truck, chasing the last hour of sun. The farm had a RD number and a swappacrate for a mailbox. There was a good half a kay of gravel before a farmhouse popped out atcha. I bounced...

Black Men are Gods

The name is Mitchell Jean Baatil. I’m a big and tall young Black man of South African and Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Just a guy coping with a changing world. I’m a student at Pacheco Jackson College, a local four-year school. The school was created in 1989 when two of Massachusetts two-year schools merged to become a four-year institution. The Pacheco Technical School, founded by a Hispanic guy named Mateo Pacheco, and Jackson College, a historically Black...

Cassandra s Last Spotlight

‘I have a son. He’s going to come and get me someday. Maybe you’ll be here when he does.’ The head of a man in a wheelchair nearby snapped up. In his day he’d written many a gangster movie script, and the phrase ‘get me someday’ that the old movie star, Cassandra, had spoken to her visitor hit him a bit differently than perhaps it was meant. Suddenly he was all ears, which meant he needed to move a bit closer, because all ears in his case required the help of hearing aids. Cassandra looked up...

Mr and Mrs America

This is a different one for me. No cheating. No elaborate plots. Just a story of appreciating what you have. I’ve been told that happiness is not having everything you want, but wanting what you have. And there is more than one way to betray someone, so here’s a story about that. Edited by my good friend NonetheWiser, who, as usually, takes my drivel and makes it readable. The man truly has the ability to polish a turd and make it shine! It does start with a funeral. Sorry Ohio — I hope it...

Black Canadians Truths And Lies

These days, I feel so damn tired of all the crap I’ve got to deal with. Life in Canada sucks, man. Brother Samuel here. I’m here for Grad School at Carleton University, having left my beloved city of Brockton, Massachusetts, far behind. I can’t stand the city of Ottawa, Ontario. The capital of Canada is as small as the minds of the men and women who inhabit it. If you think Americans are bigoted, wait till you meet Canadians. I feel that Canada is one of the most racist countries on the...

How I Met Your Mother Ch 09

How I Met Your Mother: Ghosts of East Berlin Couderay Wisconsin 2010 ‘That will be fifteen sixty-four please.’ The cheery tone of the cashier contrasted her surroundings. Illuminated by poor strip lighting with the occasional flicker thrown in for good measure, the convenience store was more akin to something out of a 1970s horror movie or a gulag. Hmm, he thought as he handed her a crumpled twenty-dollar note, funny I should think about the gulags again. The young girl — no more than...

Boy grows up fast

I began life at a very young age early in the 1940s. But though necessity I grew up fast. When you’re born into abject poverty, you tend to grow up fast, even if it does not seem like it.Just down the road from the Village of Gahanna was the small community called Wonderland. That is where I grew up. Wonderland was situated on the banks of Big Walnut Creek, which normally flooded during heavy spring rains. Many are the times I stood on a hill and watched people being rescued from their...

A Country Vicar

Simon Craig was proud of himself. And justifiably, too! He had a stew cooking in the Aga in the vicarage kitchen and had performed the Morning Eucharist to a surprisingly large congregation considering it had been held at 9am on a Thursday morning. He had visited sick and elderly parishioners, giving kind words and prayers for those who wanted one and offering practical advice and help where he was able. He was nearly a year into his first parish after four years as curate to a dipsomaniac...

Here

I had known Bryan for years and considered him my best friend. We were very close, but something unspoken had always prevented us from advancing our friendship to the next level, even though we were compatible in so many ways. When he had moved away for college, I was heartbroken, for I ended up staying behind and working in the family business instead, but I was elated when he returned four years later for a job in a neighboring town, for once again my best friend was not someone I could see...

A Beautiful Black Wedding

My friends call me E.T. but my real name is Eric Theodore Jr. A six-foot-two, lean and ruggedly handsome young Black man living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the city of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti, but raised in Boston, Massachusetts. Later, I moved to Canada. Recently, I graduated with a bachelor’s degree in Criminology from Carleton University. Also known as Canada’s Capital University. Graduation Day was one of the happiest days of my life. However, it pales compared to...

Chosen Ch 05

I’m a Navy sailor, not a master spy. My paperwork had Fermin Ramos on it and I didn’t have the slightest idea how to get paperwork that said anything else. I was taking on a crazy amount of risk. The trip to Haiti had been chancy, but the weather had cooperated and the small fiberglass hulled sailboat, pushed along by a motor as long as the fuel had held out, had done what I’d hoped it would do – avoid notice. I had the sense to reserve a little fuel for docking – I’m passably competent with a...

The Touch Ch 18

WARNING TO READERS – This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Pt.18 Of horses and hand-jobs The week that followed was quite hectic for all of us. With less than a month to completion the building work at the garden centre was coming along in leaps and bounds and you could now see that it was going to look terrific. Most of the re-built units were completed, the big glass and steel canopy and arboretum that...

K T and Family Ch 03

Author’s note: As things move toward the wedding, there will be less emphasis on sex. There is enough other drama to go around. Chapter 11—Concentration of Forces Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: Much has been made of the interviews that day. Given the number of reporters hanging out in various places, there was bound to be some variety, even disagreement. Some of them ended in embarrassment for the writer. Frank Costello, a long time local columnist, became nationally famous. Rutgers had...

The Curator Ch 14

Chapter 14: Property Sue woke comfortably on a twin bed, tucked in under warm blankets like a child–at least it seemed that tender at first. Slowly awareness started to creep back in her mind. She remembered being in the stocks last. Oh, yes, her ass was sore, but that was just the first hint of the sensations her body was starting to report. Drawing her attention the most was the constriction all over her midsection. She was wearing something leather, she remembered them mentioning a corset...

Sally s Slut Stories The Beginning

What you are about to read is based upon a true story, as told by a Grateful Reader who has lived a life very close to the one you will soon come to know. Names have been changed, and some scenarios constructed, but the story is essentially as it was related. Prologue: To see Sally Sorrento today, you would barely guess at the fathomless depths through which her life has been drawn. Now aged 43 years, she is a successful career woman, a buyer in women’s fashion for a major Southwestern...

Telephone Engineering Manager Goes Black

During the early 1970s, corporate America was signing on to affirmative action programs to correct decades of discrimination in hiring and promotion practices. The old Inter-County Telephone Company headquartered in Fort Myers, Florida had recently become United Telephone Company of Florida (UTF) after being acquired by United Telecommunications, Inc (UTI) headquartered in Shawnee Mission, Kansas. UTI operated nine operating telephone companies spread over twenty-three states. UTF was their...

First and second experience with an older man

When I was 18 back in the early 1970s I use to hitchhike a lot to save money on bus fares, I would hitch a lift most days. On one cold, wet and dark winters night I was trying to get home I had hitchhiked in the same spot for about 20 minutes, the road seemed busy and I started to think I was never going to get a lift home. then all of a sudden a car came from around a corner and stopped, I was so relieved. I had been picked up by this man a few times before so I kind of knew him; he...

Hands Free For The First Time

Being at a male-only school certainly made for a testosterone-charged environment. Outside of lessons, young males think of two things – sport and sex and not necessarily in that order. I played a lot of sport and my physique slowly changed through this intensely hormonal period. Sex consisted entirely of exercising my right hand on my growing manhood.Now, as a fit sixteen-year-old, I was now about seven-and-a-half inches on a good day and a good six inches round and so could still just meet...

The Craving Part 1

By Andy Caulden Kevin and I were often mistaken for brothers in the looks department. We were both tall, slim and blond, and much sought after by those who liked submissive cock-suckers in their early twenties. We also shared a craving for coal-black cock, which our mentor Bryan, who was white and a professional photographer, helped to satisfy. Bryan loved to photograph burly black men fucking young, white wimps - he owned a photographic studio in Putney, which specialized in...

Nigerian Nightmare Part 1

By Andy Caulden Kevin and I were often mistaken for brothers in the looks department. We were both tall, slim and blond, and much sought after by those who liked submissive cock-suckers in their early twenties. We also shared a craving for coal-black cock, which our mentor Bryan, who was white and a professional photographer, helped to satisfy. We were fairly adventurous in the early 1970s, when it came to non-vanilla sex. We had, on occasion, fucked in places where someone might have...

Claire and the Clay Cuffs

Claire sighed, finally relaxing out of the position she’d been in all class, drawing a pale blue soft robe around her as the art class around her began murmuring quietly. She looked away from the drawings they’d done of her; she’d learned to never look at work people modeled after her. It made her feel weird to see the way they had drawn her. Everyone had a different drawing style. Goosebumps rose on her bare thighs and she rubbed her hands up her biceps. Why would they keep an art room so...

Kelly Chapter 13

In the fall of the previous year, Kelly had admitted to a “camping” fantasy. Basically, it was pitching a tent and screwing all day long, possibly overnight. We had taken my tent to a BLM area and proceeded to “camp”.This chapter happened the following Spring.It had been an exceedingly wet and rainy time in our high desert, 4,500 feet above sea level, community. We had started out with plans for a picnic but Kelly had purchased a two-person tent in the late fall and she wanted to try it out.We...

A Hot Day In December

Judy Weinberg was pondering her life one afternoon. She was sitting in a lounge at Finley Hall, the student center building for the City College of New York. It was near the end of a cold and bright day in December 1974, just before the winter break. She had one more exam in two days, and then she faced about two weeks of unstructured time for herself.I should get a job, she thought; even when classes were in session there were plenty of hours during the week for something like that. At the...

Claudia Incarnata Part V

I turn to where I heard That whisper in the night; And there a breath of light Shines like a silver star. - Urbiciani, Canzonetta c. 1250 AD Claudia beamed a smile of satisfaction as she took her seat in the courtyard of the Accademia di Santa Cecilia. Moments before, an usher had guided her to the middle of the third row; a prime position which gave her an excellent view of the concert stage. The night was warm and still and fragrant with the scents of the countless flowers that...

Kelly Chapter 10

Trade Show Day 1Living relatively close to Las Vegas, attending the annual trade show there is a simple drive across the desert. We wanted some time for ourselves, so we went a day early. Even Sundays in January, on the Las Vegas Strip, are crowded and packed with people from all around the world. Through our MyVegas points - you can online slots where you can earn “gold” coins that can be used at MGM properties - we had a reservation for a room at the Bellagio. I had made the reservation...

Claudia Incarnata Part I

- Empedocles of Akragas (5th Century BCE) The first thing that you noticed about Claudia was that she was beautiful. Hers was a refined, sophisticated beauty and at its heart lay, an innate earthiness and a rugged independence that surely came from her Sicilian ancestry. Her dark brown eyes and long, flowing black hair shone in the clear morning light. A smile played upon her full lips, lips that were tinted deep red, almost verging on black; like...

Wife Brings Some Work Home

My wife, Lynn and I got married when we were both only eighteen years old. And though Lynn had been raised in a very strict Christian family with her father being a preacher, and she had always dressed extremely conservative, after we took a few nude photos one night she did a complete turnaround. From there, we'd started going on short trips out of town for her to expose herself. We also started to get into the swinger lifestyle starting with MFM threesomes and wife swapping. Also, Lynn had...

The Bonnars And The Key Party

Joe and Terri Bonnar moved from Pennsylvania to Marietta, Georgia in the mid-1970s with their four children: Paul, Peter, Teresa and Joseph. Shortly after settling in their new home in the golf course community of Canterbury, their final child, Matthew arrived.Joe and Terri were soon involved in social as well as golf, swimming and tennis activities at Canterbury Golf Club.They were a popular couple as Terri had maintained a voluptuous figure despite being the mother of five. The men at the...

Oh What an Incredible Summer Part One

I guess it would be wise to first tell you about the farm and my uncle and aunt. The farm was small, but typical of the family farms in the Carolina piedmont during the 60s and 70s. In those days, before the considerable attack on the tobacco industry, the growing of bright leaf tobacco, rotated with soybeans and other crops was particularly important to the economy in that rural county. In addition to tobacco, Uncle Bill grew wheat, oats, and forage for the livestock, as well as...

HIRSTMERE HALL THE FENCING MISTRESS

Parry! – lunge! – parry! – our blades made a sharp metallic sound as they clashed together. Then I over-committed myself in an attack and left an opening, which Miss Champney was quick to exploit. With lightning speed, the tip of her foil flicked against the padded collar of my protective tunic, and our practice bout was over. I wasn’t disappointed that she had won – she is my coach, and had been testing me on some new feints that she had demonstrated earlier in the training...

DIary of a Pain Whore Chapter 4

That was the beginning of our lives together, from that night on we began eating together and sleeping together. Rules were established and my boundaries were set, he told me he would trust me to be part of his life as long as I always obeyed him. He even let me start working by cleaning the rooms. For the first time in my life I felt like I was part of a real family, almost everyone accepted me right away and brought me into their circle. Most of the girls loved me, if for nothing more...

88E469SD Ward of the State 1

88E469SD WARD OF THE STATE By HOWDY DOODY DISCLAIMER: This story is not true. There is no New York State. There is no Department of Correctional Services and they do not have prisons. There is no Judge John Cline and he never sat on the bench in Albany County New York. There is no Albany County Jail and no child has ever been sexually abused while incarcerated there. There is no Albany Home for Children. There is no Danamora, Elmira, Auburn,...

THE GIRL GUIDE

When I was a teenager in a small town in the mid-1970s, lesbianism was something you had heard of in a theoretical kind of way, but there were no openly ‘gay’ (the word was just changing its meaning then) women that one knew of, never mind girls. So I knew what I was – for I definitely wasn’t interested in boys, and had been masturbating to pictures and fantasies of female film starlets and pop singers – but there was no outlet, no way to meet like-minded people. Sadly, the internet was...

IN FLIGHT ENTERTAINMENT CHAPTER 1 AIRCREW TRAINING

It is a cliche that a significant proportion of male airline cabin crew are gay, but it is less well-known that this is true of the female stewardesses as well. This was all the more the case back in the 1960s and 1970s, when repression elsewhere combined with the racy ‘jet set’ lifestyle of the aircrews to make it an especially attractive career for homosexuals. The result was an international melting-pot of lesbian activity, ignored by the authorities and police. I already knew that...

Kenny Deanne Play Doctor

I grew up in the 1970s during the time of "sexual enlightenment." It seems like I had always known what sex was about. My parents quietly and unemotionally explained the basics of sexuality, and answered my questions openly. They seemed to know how much to tell me so I didn't feel overwhelmed. In spite of knowing about sex, it did little to slake my curiosity. I doubt that any amount of education could do that, but at least I never had to find out from my friends that the stork really...

A New Career for Olga

Olga was now 64. She lived in a cramped apartment, one of a thousand generic concrete housing structures that blot out the Moscow skyline. The building was built in the 1970s, but shoddy Soviet-era materials and a complete lack of pride in craftsmanship guaranteed that all these “modern” edifices were already crumbling. The ceiling leaked on the top floor where Olga’s apartment was, and she’d grown accustomed to standing water in the hallway. Olga stubbed out her cigarette, glancing...

Honeymoon Bliss

The day after I married the love of my life, we drove to our honeymoon destination in the Pocono’s. We chose a small honeymoon resort because we were on a tight budget. When we arrived the place looked a little run down but we could care less. Both of us couldn’t wait until we could go to our room and relax. We went to the front desk to check in and we received our complimentary fire log, bubble bath, and champagne. The clerk gave us our key and directions to our secluded cabin. ...

An Evening With Debbie

Richard took the opportunity to run his eyes admiringly over Penny, approving of the way she was dressed, in a short, low-cut, skinny-fit, sleeveless t-shirt, which curved enticingly around the mounds of her small but firm and well-formed breasts, as well as showing off her navel and flat stomach. She had chosen to enhance the effect by not wearing a bra, as the tight top made abundantly clear. She also wore a very short denim skirt, flared at the bottom, which only just covered the tops of...

Losing My Virginity to My Mother s Best Friend Part 1

Growing up in the 1960s and early 1970s was an awakening for a young teen like myself, from the music, the war in Viet Nam, and the sexual revolution, “times were a changing.” We were a normal family in the suburbs before my parents divorced when I was twelve years old. It wasn’t long before my mother had met and then remarried to my stepdad who just happened to be much better off than we had been. So, of course, there was an allure for her. Let me explain a little about my mom, Mary Beth and...

Deep Secret Ch 25 Sentimental

Waking up alone after the prior evening’s events was a disappointment, to say the least. As I rested in bed, not quite ready to start my Sunday, I took stock of the previous evening. All in all I was reasonably OK. After all I had gotten two pretty great blowjobs. Plus I’d seen my girlfriend be the belle of the ball. In fact, she’d been the life of the party — at two separate parties. Then, I couldn’t forget the sex everywhere including the Blowjob Twins, Cindy and Deb, whose little...

Crystal Passion Ch 02

In her best-selling biography, Polly Tarantella makes clear that she ranks the most significant days of Crystal Passion’s life as those from when she arrived at JFK airport until her fateful last day on American soil. It’s probably not surprising that an American writer asserts that Crystal’s few weeks in America should be her most important. Although Polly interviewed me for the book and we continue to exchange e-mails, there’s a lot in her account I don’t really recognise. And this is even...

Crystal Passion Ch 05

‘Where is everyone?’ I asked when after an exasperating journey on Philadelphia’s public transport system I’d finally got back to the hotel and found Crystal sitting in the hotel lobby with only Jenny Alpha and our luggage for company. Crystal pretended to look around the hotel lobby at the scuffed velour chairs and the sticky linoleum floor. ‘They’re not here, that’s for sure,’ she said with a smile. ‘In fact, they’ve all left in the camper van for Boston.’ ‘They left without me?’ I...

Crystal Passion Ch 06

‘We’ve been invited to her home!’ an excited Andrea announced after she and Crystal emerged from the hotel lobby’s public phone booth. ‘Whose home?’ I wondered, not really having paid much attention. I was sitting splayed across one of the Crown Hotel’s most threadbare red velour sofas. We were now on the latest stop of our trans-American tour and in the city of Providence, the capital of the tiny Ocean State of Rhode Island. I’d been browsing statistics about the state in a tourist brochure...

Behind the Green Veil Ch 05

Caught between worlds, outcast Persian woman must choose ————— Orkideh —————- I graduated on a Saturday during the second week of June, almost nine months since I said goodbye to Jackson. I was both very proud and very disgusted with myself for how well I lived the lie after I returned to my life with Brian. My emotional state upon my return left me feeling ill deep in my gut, which actually helped me sell the story that some intestinal bug had kept me from flying and delayed my return home. ...

By Air Mail Ch 01

I’m posting this in the Novels and Novellas category, largely because it’s scope is a little large and odd due to the relationships which are in it. Also, the sex scenes in it occur a little sporadically and they can vary in a few ways, such as in their depth as well as their nature. Translation: I didn’t really know where else to put it. As far as the regular Literotica categories go, it could go in a couple of them, but not really fit into any one in particular as a whole, so it’s...

Claire and the Clay Cuffs

Introduction: Claire the model decided to take a risky painting job…but its okay, the cuffs are just made out of clay…right? Times up, ladies and gentlemen. Pencils down. Claire sighed, finally relaxing out of the position shed been in all class, drawing a pale blue soft robe around her as the art class around her began murmuring quietly. She looked away from the drawings theyd done of her, shed learned to never look at work people modeled after her. It made her feel weird to see the way they...

Restoring the Castle Ch 04

Ally woke up with the words on her lips. She realized she had actually mouthed them aloud. It had been some time—long before the bombing, even before she and Chad had gotten serious, since she had had the dream that had her saying the sentence over and over again. It was only now that she realized it had been that long. ‘Who’s my father?’ It had been the special phrase that she’d held close to her and had brought out to see the light of day only when she was mad at her mother—when she wanted...

Island Love

Set in New Zealand with NZ spellings and idioms. * CHAPTER 1 Roman Gulliver called himself a businessman. Some women with a penchant for straying knew him as an adulterer. His former wife who’d vowed never to say his name again described her ‘ex’ as a mean bastard who’d made her account for every dollar she spent. Cynthia his mother acted as if the sun shone out of his butt, but then he was an only child. It was mid-afternoon Friday. Roman changed out of his suit for a white short-sleeved...

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