This is the first of what will be a series of short stories about Brooke, a Literotica reader who asked me to write some stories about her. She provides some of the facts of the story and the rest is my imagination let loose. I hope you enjoy the stories. And thank you Brooke, love you. Brooke felt the eyes of a man on her and turned her head around, and...
Note: Written with the permission of Likegoodwine. I just couldn't see the husband staying married after Sheila's revenge. Sheila cheated without any proof, after only hearing part of the guy's conversation. After all, the word "pussy" has two meanings doesn't it? Some of you will like my ending; most won't, and you know what? I can live with that! What a...
Special thanks to 11_Carlton for his wonderful editing advice. Enjoy. Chapter 1 Sweat beaded on his muscular black body as he restlessly shifted in his bed. Oh shit, he thought, what have I gotten myself into? Just last week he had a normal if somewhat predictable life. Now, some woman he really didn’t care to have around was sharing his apartment. Well, h...
Edited by Rozezwild Candice nudged Zeta drawing her attention to Lemmi as he entered the clothing store carrying a bouquet of flowers. "Girl, get out of here." Candice gave Zeta a swat on the butt. Zeta mouthed her thank you as she got her bags from behind the counter. "I saw these flowers and I immediately thought about you." "Ahhh, thank you." Zeta too...
Well Pal, after I came in your Mother's mouth and shot my load down her throat. Your Mommy was still, on her knees, gagging and choking as she tried to catch her breath and swallow the rest of my sperm. But Buddy, I was too exhausted to hear your mother's sounds of distress or see the look of angry displeasure on her red tear streaked cheeks and face... M...
You had me waiting for you, naked and kneeling. When you arrived, you took off your jacket to reveal your outfit: a corset that left your breasts exposed, tight latex panties and a pair of high heels. You knew the sight of you in it would drive me wild with lust, and it did just that. You approach me, looking down at me. I feel your hands grab me by the ha...
God, he was getting really horny. Laura had obviously been planning this for a couple of days. The dinner had been delicious, the wine expensive and fruity and Laura herself looked magnificent. Gone were the jeans and slightly grubby t-shirt and, in their place, was a burgundy bustier top and a fitted black satin skirt. She was wearing high-heels and there w...
Spencer ran his hands through his thick brown hair as he unlocked his apartment's door. He felt exhausted from his work as a realtor and was happy to finally be home. The door swung open and he made his way into the living room to see his wife Ada laying on the couch typing on a laptop. Her hair was jet black, cut short, and still messy. She smiled brightly...
Maggie Flynn was one of the first modern women. She was what was commonly termed a "flapper" back in 1920's New York City. She didn't want to be like those "bluenoses" uptown. She wore her blonde hair short, her skirts above the knees and she was known to dance the Lindy Hop until the early hours of the morning. Her real name was Margaret, but she had been...
A trigger warning. Although the acts in this story are consensual, there are mentions of rape, which could be disturbing to some readers. ***** Liddy traced her finger over her clitoris, closing her eyes as she sank into her pillows, breathing deeply. Memories of the past weekend, spent naked in a snowy cabin in Vermont alone with Patrick, flooded her mind...