Part 7 - Preparing For School Amy offered to make us breakfast, so I just sat at the table, watching her move about making what looked to be an appetising meal. I was hungry, but not just for food, watching her move, the way her ass moved, I so wanted her right now. I wondered what would happen tomorrow when we both returned to school. I was going to make i...
PERSPECTIVE: MAYA SETTING: RACHEL'S BEDROOM I met her, oh, say four, five years ago- or at least that's when I noticed her for the first time. We played softball together, or against each other nevertheless for most of our early and late teenage years. And every Saturday I'd see her, and I'd see that beautiful warming smile, and that intoxicating, vanilla...
This is the first story I've submitted. My lover, Mari, asked me to use our names so all would know how much we love each other. It's my story for Mari. I welcome your constructive criticism. Please remember it's my first time and be gentle... We hope you like it. ***** Guess what? I'm horny...been thinking about you, Mari. Yep, that always does it. I...
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...
When I am on stage I feel like I am in vacuum. My fellow dancers almost seen like they are surreal, the audience is dimly light to the point that they are blurred faces. I often feel like I am alone moving with the music, feeling it's vibrant impulse on my body. My senses are alive; when it is going good I feel it in my heart. A feeling of completeness a fee...
I Opened Her Diary and I Read It -- Don't Judge Me -- You Don't Know the Story Yet PART FOUR of FIVE There are things in this world words fail to adequately describe; they—at best—can only speak of the shadow of the thing. I can tell you "the bird soared," and we will have an understanding, but those words do not come close to describing the flow, the grac...
__ Warning: A few things in this story might offend some people. Things like male-bashing, intolerance to non-smart people, stereotyping. But considering the perverted sexual things you’re here for, I don’t think it will be too big of an issue. No sex in this chapter. Mount Olympus, 2021, Throne room _“_Athena Darling, can you pass over one-eighth of that wa...
'Certain people are afraid of freedom because freedom means responsibility,' so say the wise. Lily had always been putty in the hands of her rich parents who did everything possible to cushion her life. They took all the critical decisions for her. Thus at twenty three she emerged from the college with a master's degree in economics. Then the next inevitable...
Always, in the evening, I love to hold my beautiful Indian wife Anita in my arms and gently caress her soft and smooth body. She is 34 years old and very feminine. Her body is naturally curvaceous - with generous breasts and nicely rounded arse. But she looks after herself, exercising regularly and keeping her stomach nice and flat and her legs well-toned. H...
Author's note: One of the core themes of this story is the subject of being born intersex. If you are not interested in such a subject then please move on. Dru_Druthers wishes to express a heartfelt thank you to all who read, voted, favorited and commented on Part 01 of this story. The overwhelming support has made writing this story worthwhile. (The story...