Lina sprayed some of the itchy liquid onto Riya's pussy and also on Lisha's pussy. Almost instantaneously the itching commenced. It was a sweet torment. Sometime later it seemed to stop but would return with renewed force or so it seemed, to the two rope-bound girls. The afternoon turned into evening and the corners of the room turned into darkness. Lina ha...
For those of you who have read my first 3 submissions you'll know this is a fantasy based on real people involved in real situations, only the outcome is yet to be concluded.. this is how my naughty little mind is hoping things develop, Please enjoy Bethany xx Chapter 4 Valerie Things have been pretty hectic recently, what with exams, boyfriend troubles, b...
continued... Day 7... 'Ohhhhhh...ohhhhh...ooooooh...you make love fun', we sang aloud, Mick Fleetwood's pounding back-beat putting our boogie-motors in motion as Marni and I danced around while singing along with the classic Fleetwood Mac tune. We had been cleaning up our dishes and mess after scarfing down the breakfast we had prepared. Thunder and lig...
The hotel room was nice, but subdued. Muted grey and beige furnishings, clean, elegant swirling patterns on the accent pillows and bed runner. It was not unlike any number of airport hotel rooms I'd been in. I opened the drapes a little, keeping the sheers drawn; I liked how the mid-afternoon light was playing across the floor. The carpeting had a luxurious...
This story was suggested to me by Bill and is about a Roman queen. It features lesbian domination and a bit of incest so if that's not your thing, don't read it. All characters are 18+ and enjoy! The powerful Queen Arria smiled down from her throne at the two hooded figures cowering before her, hands tied behind their backs. "Remove their hoods and let them...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is dedicated to Pam and John, two dear friends whose fantasy inspired me. This is my gift to them. * Kissing his sleeping wife tenderly on her neck, John grabbed his suitcase and quietly left the bedroom. It was 4:30AM on Friday morning. He hated these weekend business trips, but if he wanted to keep his business successful, they...
How I Learned to be Proud of My Breasts Background: The Trainer I hate men, passionately. They're hairy, ugly, and all too often, dirty. I can't stand the feel of their stupid faces against my skin. They're either unshaven, therefore tickle, or poorly shaven, therefore scratch. Their bodies are hairy and ugly and misshapen, too. They have no soft places...
Author notes This is a little romance/stroke piece where two women experience sex in a public venue. It's a quick and easy read with a couple of nice twists. This story was part of a larger piece that was pulled from Literotica several months ago. I've since learned to write better, and transformed it completely into this story which is left with an open en...
Chapter 1 Rachal caught her reflection in the large mirror of their hotel suite as she wandered into the main room from the bathroom. She grinned at the sight. The hours she spent in the gym and the tanning booths was time well spent, she told herself. Her thrusting breasts jutted firmly away from her tanned body and her dark nipples were still hard from t...
It had been about a week since the party. I hadn't seen Sam much in that time. I didn't know if he was embarrassed, ashamed, afraid, or what. He hadn't been making any new movies and he hadn't hung out with Kate or Tom as far as I knew. I was really starting to become concerned about him. There was another reason why I thought he might have been avoiding e...