This is a work of fiction. All characters are not real and any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. This work was inspired by my chat with a lovely muse in Live Chat at Literotica.com. You know who you are and ... thank you very much... kisses & hugs. I would love to hear from you to help make me a better writer - Venus. * * * * * I...
Megan was about to begin her Freshman year at a State University in the Upper Midwest. She chose this campus for a lot of reasons. It was located on a big, beautiful lake. Megan loved to canoe and here she could canoe every afternoon, if she wished. The psychology department was said to be outstanding and Megan intended to be a psych major. For as long as sh...
Overview: This is a fictional piece of a retired university financial aid / registrar who in her retirement learned she was a lesbian; and a former co-employee who moved away but also found joy and fulfillment as a lesbian. All people are fictitious. ***** Greetings again friends. I retired from being a financial aid expert in the registrar's office at a...
As my brother drove our Winnebago up the driveway past the Our Little Secret sign, I silently asked myself, "Aurora, are you sure you want to stay at this spooky old Victorian Inn?" I assured myself how intriguing it all sounded in that story I'd been following in Literotica. After all, we needed a little R&R before we initiated our next group of prodigies....
"You love the taste of cunt, don't you?" Natasha remarked. Julie removed her tongue from the thick lips and folds of her lover's vulva, and smiled at Natasha, a thin trail of saliva on her chin. "Yeah! Nothing beats it! It's got the best taste in the world." "And my pussy? How's that compare?" "It's good! Amongst the best. You've got a world class clit a...
Hi again. It's been three months since my first date with Sam. And I'm sure it's no surprise to anyone, given what you know about me and my husband and me and Sam, that I have left him and I am now living with Sam. In fact it's been nearly two months now. And like many people that live together we share stuff. Today I borrowed Sam's laptop, just to do some...
She could have been a high fashion model when she was young. Tall, narrow shoulders with boyish hips and bottom. The faintest hint of breasts, and long, long, pale cream legs. Her face however would have kept her off the runway. She was homely. Large buckteeth; thin mouth and eyes; a short beak of a nose, and a dusting of acne scars along her jaw. Her short...
I was so glad that Frank had given me the afternoon off. I went to the bank and cashed my bonus check, just to have some spending money. I was still feeling a tad hung-over and sexed out from the evening before, but the soft touch of Ellen's hands had rekindled the flame in my pussy. I felt like masturbating right in my car, but that had to wait; I wanted to...
When Sage walked into a room there was no sudden silence that immobilized your limbs. This was college, and it wasn't like every cliché movie. It was worse. The room would continue humming its random mix of voices, iPods and of course, not so lulling and particularly rude air vents. Rather, everyone continued on as they were except that deep down they were a...
Laying my hand upon my brow, I try to aide my sunglasses in facing the glare of the sun. Its such a beautiful day, its hard to complain and I'm not really, just overly excited about your invitation to meet for lunch. The restaurant is new but we've agreed to a late lunch so that the crowd has thinned and we don't have to worry about too many added distracti...