...well, as far as I am concerned, he can just go to hell. No, fuck. I don't mean that. But why, Eric, why did it have to be with her? That big-tittied brunette bitch that works in the same bookstore I do? Fuck you, Clara! I miss him. I miss the way he held me and caressed me. The way he would look in my eyes and smile. Hmm- I guess I could have fallen in...
I took one last serious look around the house to see if there was anything that I wanted or had missed. It became quickly apparent to me that I had not. What I normally took with me on these last-minute unexpected business trips had been removed. Just like they would normally. I had told my wife of twenty-five years that I would once again park my company ca...
Chapter 1. At last, she allowed him to cum, letting his seed spurt into her mouth in almost painful spasms of ejaculation. Her tight grip at the base of his cock released, allowing the pent up seed to pass, so that it shot through his urethra at blast velocity. His hips bucked involuntarily, raising his narrow cheeks off the stone slab of the poolside pavi...
This story is posted on the Literotica website; the author does not give permission for it to be reposted or reprinted anywhere else without consent. This is the fifth chapter in a multi-chapter interracial cuckold story. If you haven't read the previous chapters, I encourage you to do so, but I'm confident you'll enjoy it as a standalone too. ***** April...
Dark Reflections Part Three of The Succubus Our story so far... In "Idle Hands," Althea, first among the succubi, was torn from her body by a foolish mortal. In desperation, she sought refuge in the mind of Rachel Wainwright, a successful attorney. Weakened by the ordeal, Althea knows the only way to return to her own body is to restore her power, which s...
May 23rd, 1886 I had seen many things in my times on Arcanum -- but few struck me as uniquely beautiful and melancholy as the sight of dawn over Tulla, the city of mages. The entire edifice felt isolate and venerable, with an ancient sense seeping from every humble sandstone and brick building. The palm trees that grew around several magickally sustained o...
***Ok, this is one chapter that I'd direct you to take a look at the tabs. It's not a major part of this, but there's a scene with some gay interaction in it. I also move the main girl and guy pair closer together in this too. Well, for a bit of a slightly stuck-up and yet accomplished female warrior and a blonde Danish barbarian, they're getting closer....
XXXV. While for Matt life was becoming a baptismal pool in which he could immerse himself in guilt; for Jenn it was a growing freedom she could bathe in – bask in, a freedom from restraints, a freedom from conventional morals and society's morés, a freedom, indeed, from inhibition itself. The morning they anchored outside Singapore, after most of the guest...
This is an Earth Day contest story. Please vote. Homeless and destitute, prostituting herself for money to survive, a woman collects bottles and cans, while making friends. * "Hi," said the man to Susan passing by her in the alleyway, while staring. Accustomed to men staring at her, such an unusual sight to behold, men don't normally see a woman who loo...
(I was doing some reno work for a super hot black babe, and after sharing a few drinks during a break, she started to tell her story of true love. I was really mesmerized. You will be too. This is what she said.) ***** James lips were warm and sensual, pouring over my face, neck and shoulders, turning me on and sending my pulse racing. Should I or shoul...