The dacha was all one might have expected by way of luxury - and more than either of us could have imagined when it came to matters sexual. It was, in that sense, just like its owner. What was delightful was that Ekaterina and Emm had both found what they needed in each other. It was, as I told Sarah, yet another example of the adage that there was nothing...
Note: This story is about fictional characters who are older than 18. As rehearsal came to an end, I could feel butterflies rising in my stomach. I couldn't concentrate on what was happening on stage. I was thankful that no one needed line prompts because I didn't even know what page we were on. The only thing I could think about was the amazing woman sit...
This is my first story - go easy on me ;) ***** It was a nice warm day in Sydney, the sun was shining through the windows and dappling morning light onto Amber's beautiful smooth skin when she woke. Amber was a beautiful 20 year old woman with gorgeous olive skin, fit but with a bit of meat on her bones - enough that she had nice bouncy tits and a big ro...
Note 1: This goes out as a quick thank you to Literotica and its wonderful readers. I've been visiting this site for years and I just assumed that you had to be an established writer to get works published on here. When I made my first submission a little over a month ago (That's Kelly!), I was sure it would be rejected, but at least I finally got to write s...
After my first session with Ron, it was time to meet with his wife, Ellen. Ellen was a few years older than Ron but you wouldn't have known it. She took great care of herself. Even after two children, she was in good physical condition (though she thought of herself as unattractive). She was blonde like her husband, with soulful, dark eyes. She came from a...
I thought I was going to throw up. There she was, just standing there, carelessly swiping her corn silk hair out of her eyes and chatting with Margo Strand. God she was still beautiful, even more so than back then, the laugh lines creeping in next to her eyes suggested that she still loved being outdoors. Her sure stance made me think she probably still rode...
This story is dedicated to Claire, she knows who she is. For being my inspiration, my encouragement and my proof-reader for this story. Thanks hun! ----------------------------------- Slumping low in the soft cushioned cinema seat she bit her bottom lip, holding back the silent tears threatening to spill at the ridiculously mushy scene on the screen before...
I heard the sound of her heels as they circled around me once, twice, three times before stopping in front of me. I was kneeling there on the carpet just as I'd been taught: my legs spread, palms face up, head bowed, and eyes downcast. I knew how disappointed she was with me as I was disappointed in myself for failing her. My mistress, my beloved, had caugh...
Julie, a successful sales representative for Canon, a slim 30 something, 5'4" tall, with long flowing auburn hair, golden skin, and bright blue eyes full of vitality. Dressed in a navy tailored pencil skirt, Emma Willis Paisley print buttoned blouse, and croc-effect kitten heel court shoes. Still smarting from a failed relationship with a 22-year-old colleg...
Her breast are fully matured, soft, sensuous mounds of smooth tanned skin, that have pink areoles and low, wide nipples. Mine on the other hand are small and pert, paler in colour, with darker nipples that are forever displaying their excitement and pleasure through the thinness of my bra, blouse or tee-shirt. Of course she knows how to play with, the right...