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Jennifer sat in the waiting room of the OBGYN's office, crossing and uncrossing her legs. The two receptionists at the desk were both occupied, and the waiting room was empty but for Jennifer, a fact for which she was very grateful. She knew her discomfort was obvious and, if one were to sit next to her, it was possible to detect the faint odor of her extrem...
Barbara Dare grabbed the back of Jamie Summers' head and held her tightly against her body. Jamie licked and slurped as fast as she could while Barbara quivered head to toe and clutched at the walls of the tropical bamboo hut for fear of her, and it, collapsing. In the living room of her modest upstairs apartment, Alice was happily watching Where the Boys A...
NOTE: This story is an original story written by myself, Desert Princess, and is only authorized for publication at Literotica. Any other form of publication is prohibited without obtaining explicit approval from the author. Until I moved to another state and a far bigger city, I was your classic Midwestern small town girl. Well, maybe not that classic....
I threw down my pencil in disgust as the words on the page danced in front of my eyes. I still had three days to finish a career-making report and I was totally sick of it. A glance out the window didn’t help. It was mid-morning on a warm sunny Spring day and the air sparkled over the canyons of Manhattan. I got up, stretched, and walked down the hall to th...
My name is Clara Bedford and I'm as white bread as they come. My parents were born into money - old money - and lots of it. I grew up in a big white house in Westchester County. When I was a little girl I played with my little white friends. When I got older I went to private schools where almost everyone was white. Then I went to college and it was more of...
"Good evening, Miss Cornell. My name is Ellie. If you'd like to take all your clothes off, and lie face down on the couch under the towel, I'll be back with you in just a second." Ellie is younger than any of the masseuses I've had before. Nineteen maybe, twenty max. Prettier too. Petite, but with a full little body and chocolate brunette hair drawn back pr...
I hear O singing in the kitchen and smell bacon and coffee before I open my eyes. OH GOD. I can hear my heart pounding in my ears when I realize that Lana is still naked in my bed. Draped over me. And my room smells like sex. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I lift her arm off of me and put on a t-shirt and some perfume. I walk out and quietly close the door then pad i...
Holly reaches the bathroom door just as she hears the phone ring. Jodi shouts to her down the hallway. "I'll get it." "Okay, but if it is whatshisname, tell him to leave me alone and he can come get his stuff on Monday." "Will do." Jodi yells back as she heads for the kitchen and the ringing phone. Holly enters the bathroom and gets a couple of towels ou...
I was over at my best friend's house the night after Halloween. Both being broke, we decided to have a late party, just the two of us. Vanessa was sitting on her couch, watching some drab comedy on the television while I mixed us up another round of pineapple juice and vodkas, our fourth round already. "So, where's Paul at tonight?" I called to her from th...