Leslie and Craig had been married for 15 years. They were happily married with no kids. Leslie was 43 and attractive lady she had curvy body with nice round ass. She was blessed with huge 44DD tits that were still perky with big areola’s. Craig was 47 a big and tall blue collar guy. Leslie was happy with her marriage to Craig and their sex life was great the...
A much older man with a much younger woman Surely, you've seen them together, especially at casinos, in restaurants, in bars, and on the beach, much older men with much younger women. With the baby boomers getting older and the top 1% having all the money, it's not a rarity to see much older men with much younger women. No doubt, wishing you could have sex...
Is a much younger women with an older man, every man's sexual fantasy? Just as women dream of striking it rich by marrying a wealthy, older man, older men dream of having sex with beautiful, sexy women half their age. Cougars versus sugar daddies, does age really matter? Once the hot sex is over or the money exchanges hands, even those in this sort of relat...
Special notes: This is just the beginning of this story and if you like it, I'll have more installments soon. Please give feedback! * * * * * "Harder, Coop, fuck me harder!" I was so close. His wonderfully thick cock was driving into me and I could hear his heavy breathing. His fingers dug into my hips, just on this side of pain. Even though he was obviou...
I had just moved into my neighborhood. Didn't know a soul. In the mornings I would be at work. At night, I'd come home. Sit in bed and chat on the puter. I confess to being a geek. Online chat is a lot better than spending all evening with an idiot, worrying if he'll try to kiss you. Besides, I was getting tired of the men my age. So childish. I wanted som...
In many of the stories I have written for Literotica, I have recounted my fond memories of many sexual adventures I had with students and others while I was a professor of English at a small but expensive New England college. So this is another one that I almost forgot. But before telling the story, I would like to comment a little bit on the relationship b...
We're quite possibly never going to meet IRL, that's one of the reasons why we've been able to be so candid with each other, why we've never felt any need to hold back. No shame, no hypocrisy. The geographic distance is not the true reason, a mere two-hour drive wouldn't have kept us apart, but the social pressures would make impossible anything but, at most...
We met after I responded to a comment she had made on a website, about the link between pornography and violence. Details of that exchange are not necessary, beyond stipulating that she is pro- both. We exchanged messages about food, sex, death and the necessities of both kindness and occasional depravity. We talked on the phone and arranged dinner at a rest...
"Would you like to kiss me, Doctor K?" The question came out of the blue, and nearly unmanned him. The asker, Danielle, was by far the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen -- and he'd seen a lot in his time. Her Mom was full-blooded first generation Chinese, her father plain mongrel American White Boy. Danielle had turned eighteen a few weeks ago, at sea. T...
Our neighbor in my native village, Selva, as I pointed out in my previous story, had a younger sister by name, Swapna. She had no remarkable features. Because of our age difference, I had come to regard her as a little girl and paid no particular attention to her. After my second experience with Selva (in which Swapna was present in the house, but Selva and...