” [ This story contains oral and vaginal sex, threesomes, exhibitionism, a hand job and hints of things to come. If you want cheating, revenge, BDSM, angst, or anal sex you need to look somewhere else. ]”
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The invitation came in the mail during the last week of May. I read it twice before I showed it to my wife, Marie. I handed it to her with the rest of our mail and went out to the garage to get some tools for a bit of yard work.
When I was on my knees pulling weeds in a flower bed beside our house Marie came out of the house and sat on the grass by me. Read more…
Dwayne Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
Angel left her dorm and headed for the shuttle to the parking lot where she kept her car. She was headed a few hours north to another college campus to visit her best friend from high school. It was going to be a great weekend. The campus was located in the mountains close to a ski resort, beautiful, rustic, away from everything. It would be a welcome change of scenery. Jeni, her best friend and former roommate promised her a fun weekend full of parties or even just solitude if that was what Angel wanted. Angel wasn’t really sure; she just knew she wanted to be away from familiar surroundings for a while, even if it was only a few days. Read more…
Leon Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
“If this submission has a familiar ring to it, yes, an old classic was my inspiration–but with my own twists and interpretations. I originally wrote the story in 2004, my first foray into authorship, in third person, but have since changed it to first person. I just wanted to see if I could put together a coherent story with dialogue. It is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies, and as such, may not be entirely realistic. The story is a work of fiction. All places, events, and persons are fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.]” Read more…
Jason Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
“Well, that was a surprise. To those who may have clicked on what was supposed to be this story early Tuesday and were confused, well so was I. A little mix-up occurred which is all fixed now, hopefully. Many thanks to the fine folks at Literotica for their work in getting it all straightened out.
The third installment of Summer 1971 features the reuniting of David and his best friend Kenny, home from college and visiting at Lake George for a few days before heading back out west to school.”
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Cecil Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
Charlotte was a senior in high school and I was a junior in college. John and I met her and her girlfriend Martha while they were catching some rays on the beach. They were wearing skimpy bikinis that nicely accentuated their shapely female treasures. Charlotte had short blonde hair, blue eyes, a friendly smile and the body of a gymnast. Martha was darker and taller with long shapely legs and well formed tits. We struck up a casual conversation and asked them if they wanted to go out that evening. When they found out we were football players, they said OK as long as it was all right with their parents. Charlotte and Martha were both cheerleaders, had “boyfriends” back home (football players of course) and came to the beach every year with their parents. We stopped by about 7, did the mandatory Eddie Haskell thing, grabbed a bite and went to a local nightspot for some dancing. Read more…
Adam Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
As Mike rode his cab downtown, he directed the cab driver to a small bar that he knew in the West Village, a block or two from the West Side Highway and he walked in. There was a seat available at the bar, so Mike sat down and waited for the bartender, George, to notice him. As he finished serving a man at the end of the bar, George turned, spotted Mike and walked towards him.
“Hey, Mike! Long time no see. How’re you doing? What’s your pleasure tonight?”
Mike smiled, “I’m in need of a stiff one.” Read more…
Johnny Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
You are sitting at your desk on the phone with a customer and you look at your computer and see that you have new email and it is from me. You open it and find that I’m asking if you have a few minutes to discuss a presentation that we need to collaborate on for a meeting that is coming up soon.
You respond back that you are on a conference call for about another hour and you ask if I can stop by after that. Your call continues and after a couple of minutes you see me appear in your doorway. You definitely seem surprised to see me there because you just asked that I give you an hour - but I also notice that you seem pleased to see me. Read more…
Clifford Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
After twenty hours flying cross country to LA and then onto Hawaii - we were dead tired and it was too late to do anything other than just open the balcony doors, let in the breeze and crash on the supersoft bed and pillows. We were so beat and it felt so good to curl up against each other’s warm bodies that we slept and slept and slept.
The night before the view from the balcony was just black, so imagine our surprise to see the most gorgeous view of green mountains and sapphire blue waters and white sand beaches just feet from our bed. Read more…
Johnny Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
I miss you already. I wish we had the time to snuggle together. I’d love to lay in your arms while we recover. My head resting on your shoulder, my finger lightly tracing across your chest. I trail my finger across your nipples then down your stomach, to you belly button. I circle it once then twice before I move further down.
My tongue is jealous of the journey that my fingers have taken. I slide my body over you. Kissing your chest, then licking first one nipple then the other. Gently nibbling. i slide my body along yours, our wet bodies sliding easily along each other. I make my way down to your stomach. I slide further still, feeling the object of my desire between our bodies. Read more…
Dwayne Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story
“Hi mister, who are you?” I turned and saw a girl who looked like Daisy Duke standing beside the dirt road I was hiking along. “Hi! Yourself, young Lady. I am Bill Collins, who are you?
She smiled and sent a shiver down my spine, She was beautiful. “I am Penny, Penny Jenkins, I live on this farm. Where are you going?” I looked into the bluest eyes and stammered that I was looking for some gas for my truck. She said, “Jump the fence, I have some gas in a tank in the shed. Follow me.” I would have followed her anywhere. Her little round ass filled the tiny cut off jeans delightfully and I couldn’t take my eyes off the way it worked as she walked. I was getting hard. We came to a shed against a hill and she said, “I’ll be right back, I have to check on my pie.” She ran off to a farm house a few yards away. I looked around and saw the place was pretty run down. Old junk cars and rusty farm equipment was scattered about all over. I heard the screen door slam and she came running back, “The pie is OK. Let me find a gas can. Here it is, over here. She bent over to pick up the can and her little blouse hung down, she was not wearing a bra and didn’t need it. She had beautiful breasts and grinned as she caught me looking. She reddened a little bit but didn’t loose the grin. She was so nice to look at. She took my hand and led me to a large fuel tank. “Here is the gas. Put the can down and I will fill it. Oh! I forgot the key, wait here, I’ll be right back.” She ran to the house again, which was a delight to watch as her breasts bounced while she ran. Wow! She was a real hottie. Read more…
Dwayne Hardcore Stories Hardcore, Story