Carrie watched as the short black girl weaved her way through the press of bodies and sat primly at the bar. She wasn’t dressed in any of the outrageous stuff that all the other women were trying to pull off. On the contrary, she was clad in a simple dark-blue pair of jeans, and a black low-cut top, emphasizing her curvy shape. She turned her head and looked straight at Carrie, not really seeing her, and Carrie admired the long straight fall of her jet-black hair. She was mixed with something, Carrie mused, as she took a seat beside her. A little white maybe? Some Indian? The black girl peered…

Long before she let herself through the front door it was obvious to Tabitha that Sunbeam was home. From several doors down the suburban street she could hear the sound of seventies heavy metal and, accompanying the record, Sunbeam’s own guitar playing that was roughly, but not exactly, in tune. It was a wonder the neighbours didn’t complain more than they did. As always, Tabitha couldn’t help noticing the remarkable similarity between Sunbeam’s own song compositions and those on the rock music records she accompanied. Sunbeam’s father had given his daughter a comprehensive collection of vinyl records that represented his musical tastes before they shifted toward the anodyne whine of…

Hey everyone, I know its been a while. Sorry for that. Even though I haven’t been writing lately, I still pay attention to comments and I appreciate them all :)I hope you all enjoy and let me know what you think. ****************************** Brady stared at the blank wall. He was way more tired than he should have been, but his new job working for the campus grounds crew was really taking a toll. They were in Ezra’s dorm room and it was dark except for the bedside lamp and the gentle green glow of the digital clock displaying 11:58. Ezra was curled comfortably in Brady’s lap, reading and highlighting in…

With so many hook up apps on our smartphones, younger guys and newbies to gay hooking don’t even remember the hefty trade that went on in online chat rooms. Living in Northern Virginia, but being deeply closeted, I didn’t have a way to begin exploring my attraction to guys that might be more familiar to folks in the Big Apple, Chicago, San Francisco, and the like. I couldn’t imagine being caught dead at one of DC’s “gay bars.” I hadn’t located anything approaching a bathhouse. I saw messages written on bathroom walls but those always seemed sketchy. Then along came the internet, and with it, the advent of online chat…

Where we left off: Clara’s nasty family has gone on holiday, leaving her to fend for herself. In this chapter, they cum home and get into a “welcum home gangbang”… Clara showers, douches, and gives herself a pair of enemas. In her bedroom, she places several jars of Vaseline and flavored jells on top of her nightstand, and turns-down the covers on her bed. Retrieving a collection of strap-ons from her closet, she drops a pile of them on the bottom rung of the stairs leading to the second floor, and a second pile at the foot of the bed. That done, she dresses in a lace and satin black…

“Warning, this title contains the following: explicit sex, graphic language, and some violent situations. In addition, all characters in any sexually explicit conduct are over the age of eighteen (18) years at the time this story was written.” * Hearing voices in the bedroom, I peeked into the cracked bedroom door. Mom was on her knees bent over the officer. Her rosy lips were sliding up and down his hard, black cock. Ruth was lying naked on her back on the bed. She was fat and lumpy. Mom’s pussy didn’t mind. It was directly above Ruth’s face and remained in constant contact with her long, pink tongue. Ruth was teasing…

COFFEE AND CREAM by K. Nitsua. Revised version copyright 2008 by the author. AUTHOR’S NOTE: Another former print story of mine, back in a revised version. I went to college at a large state university and when I graduated I was lucky enough to get an entry-level position with a local company. I loved my job, though it meant putting on a tie to go to work. I was twenty-two years old, upwardly mobile, with a nice place, a good income, and no one to share my good fortune. Don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t desperate. I’d come out in my sophomore year and was comfortable with my gay self.…

Sorry for the long wait, folks. Sometimes life just gets in the way. Many thanks to everyone who read, voted, and commented, both positive and negative; they all help my creative process and my growth as a writer of erotica. Please remember to vote and comment, and I hope you all enjoy the second chapter. – P51xAce A cool morning breeze greeted David as he stood outside to watch the Sun rise. He was standing on the balcony that led from his parents’ bed room and overlooked the family’s large back yard and pool. The back yard itself stood at the edge of a hill side. This balcony had served…

Note: As I’ve submitted each chapter of my story, I have wrestled with the decision whether to submit it under the Lesbian Sex category or the Incest/Taboo category. Some chapters contain little or no sex between Mary-Jane and her mom and Lisa and her mom haven’t even had sex yet, so, for those chapters, I used the Lesbian Sex category. Literotica gives you only one choice. That’s not a complaint, just a fact. However, I received some feedback recently, where someone was offended that I used the wrong category. And, I mean, really offended. Not really sure what the big deal is. Incest or no, the story contains only sex…

I married the love of my life soon after graduating High School almost twenty years ago. Joseph and I had a wonderful life, until his life was tragically cut short by a fatal motorcycle accident three years ago, Joseph was a great provider, investing our money well and leaving me a sizable fortune when he died at the tender age of 35. I’d never have to work a day for the rest of my life, living the life of luxury, unfortunately alone. Joseph and I had a fantastic sex life, he was a wonderful lover. We never had children, we just never seemed to have the time for a family.…