What kind of stories do you guys like reading on here?

Do I know you?


Didn't we meet once?
I can see us at a dockside tavern where I keep my boat. We have met just for after work drinks on a hot sweltering day. Your hair is flowing in the cool breeze off the bay. But even with the breeze it is still too hot. We sit at a counter overlooking diners on the dock below us, We talk, the weather, the heat, the stinking heat. You have on a wrap skirt and a light blouse, modest. .Your self confidence does not require you to flaunt your beauty, but it is still too hot! I tell you to go to the ladies room and remove your panties. You return and had me a wispy piece of lace. "That feels so much better" you reply as the sea breeze caresses your limbs and relieves the heat at least for the moment. We drink, my hand falls on your thigh and you smile again. Now up it goes tracing the outline of your leg and down and up. There is a young attractive woman on the deck below. She has been fending men all the time we have been sitting here.
“Turn so she can enjoy the view” I instruct you. At first he women averts her eyes, but keeps glancing up squirming in her seat.
The heat again, you part your legs a little and I caress your inner thigh, stopping short of that heat. There is no rush. I am getting to know your body your response. I start again, this time I have an ice cube from my drink. Poor girl you were sweating and breathing hard. But it is still hot! The ice is gone but my fingers persist. I reach the spot I have been searching for and you respond with a low moan and "Stop, not here", but I can't stop. We could go to my boat to finish but here on the dock is where I want you to finish.
My drink is done, you are finished. The woman sitting on the dock below is still sitting transfixed. As we get up to leave for my boat, we pass close by the woman. You take my hand and caress my fingers with your tongue. I brush your cheek with a kiss and whisper in your ear, “Have her join us for dessert!"
 
At the risk of sounding provincial, I like stories in which demonic or extraterrestrial beings alter a woman's body, cause her to grow male genitalia, and then either force her to rape her female friends and impregnate them or simply increase her sexual desire until she's unable to control herself around them... so she rapes her female friends and impregnates them.

I also like sappy, sweet girl/girl romantic stories.

Ones about sex.

Pervert.
 
Didn't we meet once?
I can see us at a dockside tavern where I keep my boat. We have met just for after work drinks on a hot sweltering day. Your hair is flowing in the cool breeze off the bay. But even with the breeze it is still too hot. We sit at a counter overlooking diners on the dock below us, We talk, the weather, the heat, the stinking heat. You have on a wrap skirt and a light blouse, modest. .Your self confidence does not require you to flaunt your beauty, but it is still too hot! I tell you to go to the ladies room and remove your panties. You return and had me a wispy piece of lace. "That feels so much better" you reply as the sea breeze caresses your limbs and relieves the heat at least for the moment. We drink, my hand falls on your thigh and you smile again. Now up it goes tracing the outline of your leg and down and up. There is a young attractive woman on the deck below. She has been fending men all the time we have been sitting here.
“Turn so she can enjoy the view” I instruct you. At first he women averts her eyes, but keeps glancing up squirming in her seat.
The heat again, you part your legs a little and I caress your inner thigh, stopping short of that heat. There is no rush. I am getting to know your body your response. I start again, this time I have an ice cube from my drink. Poor girl you were sweating and breathing hard. But it is still hot! The ice is gone but my fingers persist. I reach the spot I have been searching for and you respond with a low moan and "Stop, not here", but I can't stop. We could go to my boat to finish but here on the dock is where I want you to finish.
My drink is done, you are finished. The woman sitting on the dock below is still sitting transfixed. As we get up to leave for my boat, we pass close by the woman. You take my hand and caress my fingers with your tongue. I brush your cheek with a kiss and whisper in your ear, “Have her join us for dessert!"
I know that one, doesn't it end with him being tied up in rowboat sent out to sea where some helpful pirates find him?
 
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Literotica once had a sub-site for 'extreme' stories and bestiality was allowed.

They removed it for a couple of reasons though.
 
I like reading my own.

Why?

It means I can forget them once they are posted, and move on to writing new ones.
 
At the risk of sounding provincial, I like stories in which demonic or extraterrestrial beings alter a woman's body, cause her to grow male genitalia, and then either force her to rape her female friends and impregnate them or simply increase her sexual desire until she's unable to control herself around them... so she rapes her female friends and impregnates them.

I also like sappy, sweet girl/girl romantic stories.



Pervert.

/girl boner.

Welcome back.
 

You're clearly new to this, like an enthusiastic schoolgirl at her first day of sex therapy. Wait until you become jaded with these bunch of wankers in the devil's playground. Sex will be a long forgotten memory..
 
lesbians and gay stuff. not because i'm gay or lesbian or whatever. i just find breeding offensive. human reproduction is like super gross.
 
I prefer the tall tales that flow through my PM box.

Those ones from men who say they have impossibily large pricks?

jeanne_d_artois gets those too, despite being old enough to be a grandmother and being an alt. :)
 
I like the ones with aliens and starship battles. Time warps are also interesting.
 
Love anything with a creative twist. Exhibition, group.

But the author is normally more important than the content. Well written beats more interesting subject most of the time for me.
 
I've grown too impatient to read porn and I'm not sure why. Hormones? Time? Stress? I simply can't keep my mind on prolonged play. I want near instant gratification, multiple times.
 
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