I was thinking to myself one day while lying in bed. If men think with there dicks, what do women think with? I realize that not all girls have this nympho desire or nothing. But, you see, I know some who like to be bad, do bad things. Are we just that type? I was trying to come up with a story to write. A good one. Then what do I think about doing to some...
How do you start when you do not really have a beginning? I know it sounds like I am talking back on myself, but that was how it is for me. I do not remember any single event, no life-altering boom or cosmic show-down, but here I am with the love of my life, Cera. That's her over there on the couch. Yeah, I know, right? She's not your typical Hottie. On the...
Please read part one, Madison gets in Trouble, if you haven't already. The next day: I couldn't believe it, but I felt kind of strange about it. I got dress in the morning. After my shower when I was about to get dressed, I remembered that Mr. Leon told me not to ware any panties. I wore nothing under my pleated skirt all day. At first, I was kind of scare...
My adventures in being bad began slow with my sharing some of the exciting things that a past boyfriend made me do. After that relationship ended I was left with a hunger for being bad. My adventures resumed at Literotica with my taking the risk of posting a thread entitled "A Strange Request" in April 2004 in the Literotica Personals, sharing my desire to...
I slipped my hand down to my pussy feeling my arousal and let out a muffled moan. I started with my clit I always start with my clit, giving it a gentle rub and slowly adding pressure until I am soaked, only then do I penetrate. I like to get off slowly, feel the rise of my pending orgasm, enjoy the sounds, the dry guttural moans and the wet cascade of my ej...
"So, Jake, where do you normally take your naked, horny girls to show them off?" Summer was grinning as her fingertips flirted with both the shoulder strap of her top and the incredibly short hem of her skirt. She was turned to face me, her bare legs draped over the center console of the car. Though the wind was flapping her skirt again, all I could see wer...
(Author's note: Another story based on the song of the same name by Blue Rodeo. This is a Flash story. I hope that the comments will be longer than the story :o I would suggest listening to the song as you read this. Hope you like it.) * "Hey, it's me what a big surprise calling you up from a restaurant called the Bend. Just got in from way up north, I'm...
We sat in our ravens nest surveying our domains with the pond and the sunlight glittering upon it, singing a soft harmony to the birds chattering and declaring our domains to be theirs and that was fine since we didn´t mind sharing, not with them. Sharing with Them was more problematic, since They like ants wanted to fill the world and the constant moronic...
I knew you meant business when you called me. And, you showing up at the door, wearing clothes proves further proves to me we have "business" to tend to. . . You greet me warmly; although I am nervous yet excited. . .I know I have been oh so naughty, so bad. . .and the time has come. I try to make some simple talk. You are still polite, answering me wit...
Right now, I just want you to lay back on the bed and show me what you have down there... No! I DIDN'T SAY YOU COULD TOUCH IT! That's very naughty of you to do that. First you have to ask me, so let go of your cock and show it to me like a bad little girl...you're a very bad little girl, aren't you? Let's get you a little wet and slippery, ok? Ask me if y...