I was standing behind the counter on a sunny Friday afternoon. A few customers sat at the bar as the coffee brewed slowly behind me. I was working with Angel, a short curvy Latino girl with dark eyes and golden skin. We worked together a lot at the coffee shop and hung out quite a few times before. We had made plans to hang out this weekend, just the usual s...
This is the fourth chapter in the "Midnite's Magic" series. I am trying to write a chapter for as many Literotica categories as possible. Chapter 1 "Meeting Midnite" inter racial: chapter 2 "Midnite's Surprise: mind control: chapter 3 "Midnite's Show" exhibitionism voyeurism: Chapter IV Midnite Makes a Friend Collapsing backwards; Midnite came to rest on m...
(author's note; true story) I reclined against the back of my chair, my feet on the desk, legs spread wide. I was chatting suggestively with a friend, Conner, online, and I was dripping wet. I glanced over at my roommate, a major prude, who sat on the couch. I wished she would just get out, so I could touch myself. I ran a hand through my long, dark brown...
"Okay, everybody, one more push through, on my count and 7,6,5,4,3,2,1....and you are done. Excellent, that's one of the leg burners I have been saving up- just because it's Friday is no reason to go easy on you, and I don't want to see you all back here flabby and bummed out on Monday..." It was a demanding, punishing work out that that had scared the hell...
"I don't believe this! I mean, don't get me wrong...I'm kinda shocked...Let me think a second," said Wendy Hollander, as she stood there with all kinds of thoughts running through her head. Then a smile crossed her face, a big mischievous smile; "Sure, oh my God, I'm getting hot thinking about it. Great! But you and your sister are sworn to secrecy. Nobody...
Ruby and Tammy were out on the town on Saturday night. Tammy lovingly stared into the big brown eyes of her lover as they sat in a booth sipping wine at a lively lesbian club. The 25 yr. old blond teacher told Ruby, " This seems so surreal, just think, a month ago I was a straight conservative teacher that stayed home on Saturday nights reading. Now here I a...
Pale pink gingham panties. Tiny scalloped edge. Hip bones raising the fabric to the height of her mound, where a delicate line, an imperceptible slit is hinted at through the worn cotton. Mismatched pale pink bra, lacy with floral pattern. Round buttons puckered beneath. Breasts pooling under restraint, sitting lazily upon her chest. Her hair, a close cro...
Marci sat on the toilet, staring at the door, her feet bouncing up and down in anticipation. A small trickle of juice had begun to ooze from her pussy, making her panties stick to her increasingly warm crotch. She lifted up her skirt and rubbed the palm of her hand against the silk pink panties. Slowly and deliberately she brushed against it, building her ex...
Sitting at her desk with telephone in hand, Roxanne Starr put the finishing touches on a negotiation. "Okay then we're in agreement. Guaranteed controlled access for the night of the 23rd, one person in-house who can operate stage lighting, curtains, and the automated video equipment, and I pay $5000 to rent the hall with a $200 kick back to you." Roxanne...
This is a transcript of an actual e-mail 'conversation' I had with my good friend Rebecca. I've decided to publish it for your enjoyment -- it's too good to keep private. Then read my notes at the end. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Becky, my pussy is so warm and juicy this evening, don't you wish you could be here with me? I'd instruct you to make me a cafetiére of h...