Story Tags Literotica Novels & Stories

Mae asked curiously staring at the cover, "It's called,lovers moon…it's an ancient story of two lovers that was searching for forever…it's really nice" Mathew said to Mae as she smiled and nodded, "Sounds nice…okay let's go" Mae said as Mathew started reading,his hands underneath her clothes playing with her nipples, everytime he had to turn to the next page Mae did it for him,it got to one if his favorite part,it was a sex scene between kita and Lora the two lovers in the book, "He couldn't wait as he kept ramming inside her, twisting his waist as his thrust kept becoming heavy,it was so deep that Lora couldn't stop cumming…"

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

she said softly. “I remembered it.” The people didn’t understand. But they felt peace in her presence, as if the world had just learned how to breathe again. That night, Lyra wrote her first tale— a story of a woman who had once been rejected by the Blood Moon and turned that rejection into love so strong it remade the stars. The story spread. Children memorized it. Elders told it by the fire. And when they spoke Seren’s name, the Flow pulsed brighter,

Back when Matteo was blind, this was where they had lived together, just the two of them. She grabbed a shovel and walked to the lush peach tree in the yard. Beneath it, buried deep in the soil, was the time capsule they had made together on Matteo's 18th birthday. She dug it up. The metal box was rusted, and condensation had formed inside the sealed glass jar. She pulled out the folded paper stars one by one, unfolding them carefully. The first note revealed her own handwriting. "I wish for Matteo to see the world again. I wish Matteo a safe and happy life. I wish to always stay by Matteo's side."