The coming days and weeks for Taryn were educational. While she didn't become a porn addict — there were days at a stretch when the busyness of her life meant she didn't take time to surf for pictures or videos to learn more about her own personal turn-ons — she almost always squeezed in at least one satisfying masturbation session most days, the screen in h...
Chapter 13 Now obviously that throat-reverberation induced climax was not the end of the glorious Sunday Bethany and I had before her boys returned from their camping excursion - in fact, very far from it! And although the climax she had gifted to me was undoubtedly the most strange, and perhaps even the most gut-wrenchingly powerful one I had experienced...
Before proceeding to part 5, I reproduce below the closing lines of part 4: 'They are very pretty,' jiju remarked, 'No wonder Shamit and Amit wanted to fuck them.' 'I wouldn't mind sticking my cock in their cunts either,' jijaji said, 'Mohan, what says you?' 'So would I,' jiju laughed. 'You will,' Sarit giggled, 'Our husbands have sent them especially...
Act One ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sally stood in her doorway, her big blue eyes framed in golden lashes, her cheeks a delicate pink, her lips all pouty and moist. "I'm going to have to cancel our date." She lifted her chin and her long, blond, perky, pony tail bounced ever so slightly. The faded gray t-shirt she wore did nothing to disguise the fullness of her brea...
Literotica edition © 2013 Guy Bailey * At twenty-four years of age, Boy stood two metres twelve centimetres in height and weighed one hundred and fifty three kilograms. He ate anything his mother cooked for him but found the greatest enjoyment in the flavour and texture of human flesh. He preferred female, and young. It was almost all gone though, and he w...
(Please read chapters 1-3 before reading this installment) Rain led Cassandra to another room behind the boutique, and opened the door. "Here you go. Go ahead and shower, everything you need should be in there, and I will bring you some fresh clothes," said Rain as she showed Cass into the bathroom. "Thank you Rain. Are you sure that Mr. Derrick won't...
SS40: "Don't Call ME..." ***** Another story type and category first for me: as this doesn't really fit anywhere else, it's going under Toys/Masturbation. ***** Tuesday, December 9th, 2014, 4:58 p.m. Susan Emilia Day was about to close another mindshatteringly exciting day of work at Seven Seas Systems, the company which had been kind enough to bring he...
Catherine Emerson met Thomas Quimby, quite by accident, when he sat down on the park bench across from her in Rittenhouse Park where she often ate her lunch, usually yogurt and fruit, before returning to work as a bookkeeper and office manager at Bronson and McGee's Law office. Two days earlier, Catherine and her husband, Martin celebrated their thirty-fou...
CHAPTER 1 John rubbed his temples to try and relieve the eyestrain. Working non-stop for the past week and a half on the project, he’d finally gotten it done. The client had wanted the project finished yesterday, but John wasn’t through with it yet. Three times yesterday and last night he’d gone over the entire project, correcting the little mistakes that w...
It's another return to those so-called thrilling days of yesteryear, this time to June of 1971. Nixon sat in the Oval Office, the Rolling Stones' Brown Sugar topped the Top 40 charts and Summer of '42 and Billy Jack played at the box office. Hot pants were all the rage and leisure suits were on the horizon. What we later took for granted, cell phones, person...