This is not my typical story. But then, this story did not come about in a typical way. I normally see a story in my mind, flesh it out as it plays through my mind several times, and then write it out. This story would not do that. It remained jumbled and kept going down what were apparently dead ends. Then I realized that what I was seeing in my mind was two stories overlaid on top of each other. They were almost the same, but they were different. One was an erotic romance story about a young woman and her imaginary friend. The other was non-erotic, but perhaps a romance story about a young woman and her imaginary friend. They begin exactly the same, but take very different paths as they develop. This story is the non-erotic romance. I called the young woman Mindy in this version. The erotic version is Cindy’s Imaginary Friend. It is the story of an imaginary friend who is much, much more that he seems. Because these stories are twins of the same muse, I am posting them at the same time, but separately. I would recommend that you read them both. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand …
The Stories of Laura, Part 5, Finally scratching an itch
It had been a few weeks since Ken and I last played and between his time away at home or traveling to clients outside my area. He'd continued to write stories regularly which continued to intrigue and arouse me. I was trying to hold out from playing with my new found desires with others and hoping that soon he would return to my hometown. The stories now had two main themes, one was making love or fucking me in various places, with various methods and under various conditions. The other was most slanted to my discovery of how much I wanted to be submissive and how I can and would submit to sensual encounters. Here is where I was really starting to get myself heated up. However, that tale will be told another day. Today, I was awaiting the arrival of my erotic story writer. Well, he's been a bit more than that, if you have read the previous 4 parts to this thread. But, even though I've read some wonderful stories and had some erotic experiences with him and my own hands, we still hadn't had conventional sex. I wanted to be under this man who so captivated my senses, to feel his hot, pulsing cock stretching my pussy lips and finally feel him cum inside me. It was one way to thank him and another way for me to release myself further into the eroticism that so captivated me these days. Then I received the fateful e-mail that would finally start the culmination of events leading to my desire. He would be in town in two weeks. Two fucking long weeks! And he asked that if I could …
Stories of Lizzy Chapter 1
Lizzy let herself fall on to the couch, weary from all the household chores that have occupied her for the better part of the morning. She closed her eyes as she felt the tiredness and dread wash over her. Not the tiredness or dread of household chores, but that from a simplistic and mundane lifestyle. Every day, her life revolved around the usual works of cleaning and washing. The little reprieve that she could afford herself was a nice afternoon alone at home, sitting by the pool or windowsill, with a nice cup of tea and a good book. Things were worse now, that her husband was out of town for a business trip for 2 weeks. Boredom was as sure as her feeling older than 42. But recently, she preferred the pool, for it gave her an excuse to be in that tiny bikini she bought at the store a month ago. The pool on the ground level of her apartment was a perfect place for her to parade her body. Subconsciously, she dreamed of attention, the attention given to her firm and tanned body, her cute ass and perky breasts. She loved how the guys would stare from the corner while she pretended to be too engrossed in her book to notice. She craved that attention, which was as absent as her husband. The gaze of other men, seemed to ignite the fuse in her body. She will find her legs spreading and closing unknowingly, creating a pressure on her clitoris as she tried very hard to get back to her book. In most cases, it would end up with her picking her towel and heading home, so that she could …
Kristi and Her Dad.. Chapter 2
Kristi and her Dad By PornluvrJim Chapter 2 This is an adult erotic story (or at least it was written as one). If you’re under the legal age wherever you happen to be, don’t like these types of stories, or are close minded, judgmental, ignorant or for any other reason you think these types of stories are disgusting, leave, delete it and go away forever. So, Anyway-Here she was, sitting in the living room waiting for her date with Chad, but in reality she was thinking of someone else, Her brain knew that she shouldn't be thinking of her father In this way, but she loved him and couldn't help herself, She started thinking of last night, when she got home from her college cheerleading practice She was suppose to spend the night at Barbi's house with some of the other girl's to practice cheers and gossip, but at the last minute decided to go home and get a good night's sleep. She knew her dad had a date with a new girlfriend and would probably be out late, so when she got home at Ten O'clock, she was surprised to see his new four by four in the driveway. She also didn't recognize the sports car in the driveway. She quietly entered the house and immediately heard noises from upstairs. She went into the living room and turned on the TV, but the noises she heard from Dad's bedroom began to affect her in strange ways All of a sudden, she felt tingling between her legs, followed by a definite wet spot in her panties. She sat there trying to ignore it, but it was pretty obvious that …
Forgiveness
If you are looking for a highly erotic story to get you all hot, this isn’t it. This is more of a “character study” than most of my writings. If you don’t like character studies, don’t read it. It has sex in it– some very graphic, very non-consensual sex. If highly non-consensual sex bothers you, don’t read it. There is also Transvestite / Transgender / Gay sex. If that sort of thing makes you want to puke, don’t read it. This is also set in the 1960's so some of the language would be not be used today, but it was the way many people actually spoke in those days. If after all those warnings, you decide to read this and the story makes you uncomfortable, please don’t stop in the middle. Many of the discomforting threads resolve themselves in the end. Things aren’t always what they seem. This story is longer than what I usually post (11K words), but there is no way to separate the chapters into individual segments without leaving the story hanging in the wrong way. All five chapters are in this one, long post. I don’t know where this story came from. There is nothing I can point to as a basis or inspiration for the plot or characters. Obviously, everybody is over 18 and any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is strictly coincidental. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance …
Crescent City Secrets – Chapters 30&31
This is a reposting of my erotic fiction novel, Crescent City Secrets. I have written 3 non-fiction books about my own personal sexual adventures, but I feel like New Orleans is a city full of sex and sensuality and I wanted to tell some stories that didn't have to do with me. I'll be posting the entire book here to Xhamster. I hope you like it. If you want to read more of my work, look for details on my profile. XO – KateCrescent City Secrets by Kate RousseauChapter 30 James answered the door with a bit of a shocked look on his face. “You're back?” “James, do you want to fuck me?” She stood in the doorway, one hand on her hip, the other slowly pulling up the hem of her skirt. He swallowed hard and nodded. “Then get up into your room, get naked and get in bed. Pull the covers all the way down. Wait for me.” “Okay. What about-” “No, just go. Do it.” He turned, headed down the hall and took the stairs two at a time. She meandered in to Penny's house and headed over to the wine rack. She opened a decent bottle and poured herself a glass, taking her time. She swirled the wine in her glass and took a few leisurely sips. Then she took the glass and the bottle and headed upstairs. James' door was closed but she opened and went in without knocking. James, his lithe, pale, nearly hairless body was stretched out on top of the twin bed. His cock was like a flagpole, totally erect and pointing straight up into the air. He looked scared and started to say something, but Haden interrupted …
Reluctantly Pleasurable
(Note: I drifted from Literotica a few years ago. I am back on there and now here with fresh copies of stories I wrote – newly edited, and a few new ones. As always, I appreciate feedback as well as ideas. Should you have an idea you want to put down on paper, please do not hesitate to contact me.) Katie's heart jumped as soon as she walked into the living room. Her mother had left for a three-day work trip, and having arrived home from college for the summer, Katie intended on spending quiet weekends with her father, Randy. They'd planned for the day. In the morning, after she'd gotten up, they'd cook breakfast together as they had done on weekends since she was a child. Afterward, they would go for a walk on the beaches of Santa Monica, catching up and enjoying time together, making up for the time they lost since she left for college nearly a year ago. Those plans were the last things on her mind the moment she walked in the living room. Her father sat on the couch, his hands up on the air as a masked man, standing just a few feet away from him, held a gun toward him. Still shaking, Randy jumped as he acknowledged Katie's presence, then darted his eyes to the masked man again, looking as helpless as Katie, in her 18 years, had ever seen her father. "Oh, dad! What’s going on?" she screamed and took a step back, her knees wobbly, as soon as she saw the scene unfolding in front of her. Never in her life had Katie been so scared. In the peaceful family in which she grew up, …
What Katie did on the Balcony. By katie_tt
I’ve written about how I used to role-play at being an exhibitionist with my old friend Alex (“How I Started Being an Exhibitionist”) and told you about my minor teasing in public places and my fantasy about making love in public (“What Katie Did in the Parking Station”). In the second post I described how I shamelessly teased Mr Burgess who lives across the road from me. I promised I would tell you how things ended up with me and Mr Burgess, and here it is. And it is not a fantasy. —– It is a week after the non-event in the parking station. It is another warm autumn day in Sydney, one of those glorious days when the sky is a deep, cloudless blue, a slight hint of an ocean breeze to keep the humidity down, the sun warm enough to make me drowsy as I sit on my balcony, my mind drifting to some places of sweet sensations and gentle pleasures. I have been trying to read a book but it was not interesting me and I have let it fall to the floor. My mind flickers across my old friend Alex, who is away on some business. I never fantasise about Alex because of the real satisfaction we give each other but I do like remembering some of the things he does with me. My last orgasm happened yesterday morning while I was chatting online with a young man in England. The poor lad seems obsessed with me and contacts me as soon as I come on line. I tell him how I would stroke him; how I would let him ejaculate on my breasts, all the things that horny young men like to hear. Of course, I am …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 54: Pounded at the Pound (Part 1)
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-53”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… I have always wanted a dog, but I assume that was made obvious by the dozens of canine-themed erotica stories I have written. However, what is unclear to most people is the reason for my love of dogs. It all started many years ago. My father has always disliked animals and categorically refused to let us have pets. But after years of us constantly bugging him, he finally gave in. However, he only agreed to let my siblings and I have a cat on the one condition that he remained outside at all times. Over the years, we owned maybe a dozen different pets, but all of them had two things in common. They were never to enter the house and all of them were cats. For …
Sharing Cindy Chapter 20 She Meets The Bosss Son Brett
Sharing Cindy Chapter 20 Another true story about the fun that comes from having a sexy wife that loves sex……. ——————————————————————— Those of you that have been following these stories know that my wife Cindy is free to experience sex with other men. I have been fortunate enough to have been a part of many of these adventures, others I hear about when she comes home. But there have been a couple of times that I have been able to listen in as she plays. While it is never as good as seeing with my own eyes, listening can be very erotic in its own right. Cindy had been working for her boss Louie in two different businesses, first at the rental car company and then at the Harley dealership. Like a lot of young women, she found power to be an aphrodisiac and seemed to enjoy being around the classic alpha male type. If the man had power and wealth, she would get weak in the knees, and damp in the panties. Louie used to enjoy having her around and at times would have her accompany him to certain functions. It was after one of these functions that she met Brett. Brett happened to be Louie’s 18 year old son. She knew he had a couple of kids but up until this night she had never seen them before. Louie had taken Cindy and a couple other employees with him to the dealership show and while there, she met his son. Louie was a nice looking guy in his mid forties, but fairly average in height and build. Brett on the other hand was about 6’5” …
Crescent City Secrets – Chapters 3&4
This is a reposting of my erotic fiction novel, Crescent City Secrets. I have written 3 non-fiction books about my own personal sexual adventures, but I feel like New Orleans is a city full of sex and sensuality and I wanted to tell some stories that didn't have to do with me. I'll be posting the entire book here to Xhamster. I hope you like it. If you want to read more of my work, look for details on my profile. XO – Kate Crescent City Secrets by Kate RousseauChapter 3 The next morning, Haley found herself up early in the morning. She left Andrew sl**ping soundly in their big white King sized bed. She threw on some shorts and a tank top and went out onto her porch. The morning air was already warm and humid. Haden could feel Spring turning into Summer already. She grabbed a pitcher and began watering the array of plants she had on their porch. As the soft air began to soak into her skin, she realized that the weather was an integral part of this new city. It felt intimate and friendly and the smell was comforting. An older Lincoln drove around the loop heading out and Haden waved at the Cornings. They were an elderly retired couple that lived on the other side of Penny. Mr. Corning always made Haden smile because he reminded her so much of Morgan Freeman. He even sounded like him. The Cornings waved as they drove past. Not a minute later, she saw Penny coming over to her yard. She was carrying a thermos and wearing an enormous pink bathrobe and flip flops. A cigarette …
Alice in Thunderland
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Alice in Thunderland is a nerdy, sci-fi, fantasy, bdsm, romance. If you are not nerdy or into sci-fi fantasy, you can skim through the first half and go directly to the playroom scene. The BDSM is traditional and timeless. It involves all aspects – BD, DS, & SM. There is some erotic pain, but it is relatively mild. If, on the other hand, you are nerdy and into sci-fi fantasy romance, but not into BDSM, you can read the first portion, skim through the playroom scene and get to the end where Alice saves the world and lives happily ever after with her prince charming… or in this case, a Star Commander. If, however, you are nerdy, into sci-fi fantasy romance and BDSM then I heartily recommend that you take a leisurely read through all 14K words of Alice’s adventures in Thunderland. And before anyone asks, “No, I have no idea where to get the helmet.” WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading …