The next day, at late evening Mona got a call from Rashid that he would not able come early as his friend called a party and it would be too late to return back. Mona was feeling lonely and without any game. She started to prepare food at the kitchen. Suddenly the door bell rang up. Covering her usual low cut blouse with a scarf she proceeded to open the d...
Gary and Amber Anderson were preparing for dinner at her boss's house. Warren Stone had hinted at a promotion for Amber and she was overflowing with anticipation at the prospect of a more important position with the company. She excitedly modeled different dresses for her husband hoping to find one the was sexy but not overly so. When Gary picked out a low c...
Author's Notes: This story is erotic fantasy, set in a world of magic. I retain the right to be listed as the author of this story, posted at Literotica wherever it appears. Excerpts may be posted elsewhere with links to the story on Lit, but to repost the entire story, I require that you obtain permission from me first. Set a little over a year before my...
Dear reader, this is the continued true story of a couple exploring interracial sex as told to me by Amy. * I had a great day on Wednesday. It was something spur of the moment, but I certainly wasn't going to turn it down. James called me and said that he would be near me on business and asked if he could stop over. I couldn't resist the opportunity for a...
I love high heels. I love the way they force me to lean forward pushing my chest out. I love the way they stretch my calf muscles and give them power and definition. I love being encased in nylon from toes to mid-thigh where the garter belt fastens to the stockings holding them up with a soft downward pressure on my hips. I love having my dick held gently i...
Jim answered the doorbell and smiled when he saw Tammy with another girl, a younger girl who nervously shifted back and forth. She was small and plump, with dark eyes in an oval face. She wore her blond hair pulled back in a long braid that hung down her back. She was wearing a flannel shirt and jeans and he could just make out the barest hint of breasts und...
John first met Amanda at the coffee shop. She served him the same thing every morning with the same smile. She was twenty three and single. He was a fifty seven year old semi-retired widower. Little did he know that the aspiring cinematographer was into older men. He was certainly into younger women and when she began supplying him with erotic videos of hers...
She was a housewife, married for the past seven years. Now, at the age of twenty nine, she was a mother of two, a home-maker. She was confined within the walls of her husband's house, sharing the house with a nagging mother-in-law, as most average Indian families did. Her all-day working husband left her at the mercy of his mother, who treated her not more l...
(all characters are at least 18 years old) ------------ The ride home was long and slow. I felt like I'd never meet another person like Ellie. I never did. So I decided to wallow in self pity by drowning myself in ice cream at the Dairy Queen. The Dairy Queen in my town was a small one so they only had window service and only one window you could get servi...
Jeanne Franks' eyes scurried to see if anyone was close enough to hear. I'd seen that conspiratorial look before. What was she up to? "I know you and Jeff Morrison had sex in that bus, last winter," my sometimes friend said, so close to my head her voice made my eardrum itch. "No way that you couldn't. Come clean, how was it?" Another bullshit question,...