Becky looked up from where she sat in the corner of the pub, out of the way of everyone and able to see whoever walked in. The paper was spread out in front of her, giving her something to do as she waited, but she wasn't really taking the articles in. A half-empty vodka, lemon and lime sat sweating on the TV guide, and she lazily traced a finger through the...
I take you by the hand and lead you into the bedroom. As you walk in the light glow of the candles draw your eyes to the dancing flames all around the room. You smell the subtle, sweet scent in the air. You feel me come behind you, wrapping my arms around you and placing a soft kiss to your neck. "Tonight, I have every intention of showing just how much I en...
"Don't come," she growled low into my ear. "Don't you dare come, you fucking whore." Baby knew exactly what she was doing to me--driving me insane. As soon as I walked in the door she was there waiting for me. She was sitting, naked, in an overstuffed chair with her left leg draped over one of it's arms, playing with herself. Seeing her fingers dip in and o...
Call me Mak, because I know that for you Westerners, the Somali ethnic name Makkah is tough to pronounce. My name is Makkah Abdullah and I was born in the City of London, England, to Somali immigrant parents. These days, I attend Brunel University, where I study Criminal Justice in preparation for a career in law enforcement. Being Black, British and Muslim...
Sitting in the outdoor section with my friends at the club, I spend less time listening to them, and more time being drawn into your captivating spirit. Sipping on my sweet, tangy margarita, I look at you lustfully, wondering what you would taste like. You're so gorgeous, and I love the way that little section of your hair falls over your forehead. You're...
My beautiful and shining and sexy lover proposed to me by leaving a comment on the story I wrote for Literotica. "Wow! Baby What Was That?" was my way of telling Catie how much I love her and the amazing sex we have. Now I'll tell everyone just how I went about accepting her proposal. The next night when I got home from work, Catie was waiting at our apartm...
Minnie walked along the road oblivious to the reactions she was getting from men. Her legs were long; her skirt was short. She wore 'killer' heels. Her blouse was open to her bust. She was bra-less; her nipples were hard under her shirt. She walked along the street, men's heads turned, their cocks hardened at the sight of her. Minnie knew this but she didn...
So you know a little about me, I always did the boy thing until college. Before then and growing up, I thought girls were attractive but it was more about wanting to have their clothes and cute style. I never thought of them other than as friends. In high school, I dated guys and they swarmed all over me like bees. That's when I realized guys operate on a to...
It was late on a Friday night, Tiffany was still at the office like always! This afternoon, her company held a Christmas party. Offering drinks and snacks, a catered meal and gifts for everyone. It even included a visit from Santa himself. She hated the holidays, her family lived so far away. She didn't have a boyfriend, hell, she hadn't had one in 3 years...
Somehow, and I'm not sure why, every time Cate and I make love it still feels like the first time. I know this sounds silly or unbelievable but we've been together a couple of years now and still when she touches me, caresses my body with her soft hands, or kisses me; I get such a thrill. The excitement is intense like the first time we kissed, the first tim...