The new owner of the Faro Ranch was unlike anyone that Emily Wilder had ever met in her twenty-two years of life. Her world did not extend far beyond the slat fences of the Faro. Her father had managed the ranch for Mr. Donavon for twenty-six years. When the old man had died, his son had auctioned off the cattle and sold the property. Emily's poppa had worri...
I watched her picking potatoes out of a box: my potatoes. She was picking them for me. When she had finished with the potatoes, there were tomatoes, oranges, apples, passion fruit, whatever, anything, it didn't matter, because she could pick them for me and while she did that I could watch her. I don't have a vegetable fetish. She could have been picking ou...
Disclaimer: All characters in this fictional story are 18 years or older. This is the first of these stories. * I stood in the produce aisle checking out the fresh fruit when she walked up next to me. She was a vision of beauty, with long, flowing, blonde hair. She wore a skin-tight pair of designer jeans, a frilly laced blouse, and black high heels. I loo...
Erica lay down on the soft, cushiony bed. She closed her blue eyes listening as her friend Taylor turned the shower on in the bathroom. Slowly, Erica's hand drifted down past her grey shirt and the hem of her jean shorts and let her fingernail gently scratch her inner thigh. Relaxing, she gently trailed her nail along her leg side. Her long, slender legs we...
Note: This short work of fiction includes sensory deprived self-bondage and passionate lesbian sex. If this is not your thing, please click away now. All characters involved are 18+. It was a beautiful fall afternoon on the outskirts of Boston. A Friday, the weekend had just begun. Suzy playfully shuffled her feet through the fallen red, orange and yellow l...
The lights are dim. Soft music is playing in the background. I am sitting on the couch. She is standing in the middle of the living room floor facing me. I told her to stand there. Her hair is long and auburn. Her eyes are blue. Her skin is fair and her body is voluptuous. She is fully clothed. I am watching her in silence. My eyes are roaming over each and...
If you're under eighteen, or are turned off by two beautiful women in hot sexual contact, stop reading here. Otherwise, enjoy! French Kissing the Babysitter--Part One (The Literotica Version) Well-developed even for her age of eighteen, Donna had a body that reflected the cheerleader she had been last year in high school. Long, blonde hair, large blue eye...
After they finished eating, both relatives leaned back in their chairs and Mona's heart skipped a couple of beats as she saw the girl undo the two top buttons of her jeans. She was amazed to see her washboard abs so casually displayed. She decided if she had a stomach like that, she would keep it bare constantly, even if she had to have clothes especially de...
Dani was a regular Erasmus student, at the moment studying in Ljubljana, Slovenia. She was the typical Portuguese: Tanned, big hazel eyes, a 21 year-old brunette who adored her country more than anything, in spite of all the endearment she had for this amazing nation where she had settled down for a year. Dani had always known she was fond of women. Too fond...
"So, what do you think it will cost?" I asked, chewing my lower lip nervously. I'm good at reading people's expressions, but her ass gave nothing away as she kneeled down in front of me, head under my kitchen sink. "Eh, it's not too bad," Mia said, crawling backward and wiping her hands on her jeans. She stayed squatting down, peering over her right shoulde...