I brought Sharon breakfast in bed. It was the least I could do, after all I had seduced the lovely, dark-haired bikini model. As I dipped some little pieces of bread and butter into a soft-boiled egg and fed them to her, I asked: "Tell me about the bikini model scene, do those hunky male models hit on you a lot?" Sharon, a stunningly-attractive 20-year-old...
"We're... we're from the States," Kimmy stuttered shyly, trying to make conversation. After our first encounter, Rebekka and I began looking through the place she and her boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend, Mark had holed up, trying to find anything useful. They had chosen a small bakery and icecream parlour as their hideout and had moved pretty much all of the furn...
Samantha turned off the taps and stepped out of the shower. Her glorious body shone with dampness as the last remains of the water trickled down between her breasts. The memory of the last few hours was still fresh in her mind. The very recollection of what had happened generated a very different kind of dampness between her legs. She looked at herself in th...
It had only been a week Sara thought, just one week since her life had been taken from her, turned upside down and then used to beat her senseless. Seven short days since her students had caught her in the locker room sniffing Stacy's panties and getting herself off. And those seven days had been anything but boring for her and her new owners. True to thei...
A massage is meant to be therapeutic. The best therapy is sex. Therefore, the best massage therapy is a sensual massage. For normal, upstanding women, finding a sensual massage is next to impossible. I prefer massages by women. Actually, I have never paid for a massage by a man. That's a whole different story. Nonetheless, this story is about a woman massag...
The gallery was packed with the usual buyers, former models, friends and hangers on. It was unveiling night for mom's three pictures of me and my lovely little lady, Sharon, the 20-year-old bikini model. Karla, at 50 a slightly larger version of me, was stunning in a red satin dress, her nipples protruding into the material like organ stops. For my slightly...
Hi, my name is T (obviously an abbreviation) and this is my last story in the T & Tammy trilogy. I think reading the others first will make this story better for you but I hope this one is enjoyable by itself if you choose not to. As with my other stories, this is written to please my horny husband and hopefully you the reader as well. My stories are intend...
Author's note: Many years ago I created a universe here at Literotica, the Daughters of the American Evolution, which told stories of a mysterious takeover of humanity by a radical lesbian group intent on converting every female on Earth to lesbianism, while destroying the males of the world. The story has continued. In every universe there are opposing for...
The next day, when we were going out to the beach, Giulia was again tending the reception desk. She smiled shyly as she watched us approach her. Martina was wearing a Bikini that looked three sizes too small for her, barely covering her nipples and pelvis, and showing dark pubes all around the sides of her bikini bottom. Over that, just to cover it up slight...
Mr. Ambrose, half awake, rolled over onto his wife, He used his knees to spread her legs. With a little guidance from his half-awake wife's hand, his penis found its way into her vagina. A few thrusts and his semen spurted into her. His sex drive was satisfied. She and her sex drive were awakened. She rested beside him a few minutes making sure he was satis...