I'm an old lady, the gray haired granny worried about blood pressure, not boob size. I'm a prude, preferring a turtleneck to something slinky....most of the time. An old fashioned, conservative, boring product of the baby boom who fears technology even if I do write for Literotica now and then. I twirled the DVD in my hand one more time and knew this was stu...
Nina spent the morning sneaking around. She snuck around her house, packing for the trip at an hour too indecent to wake her housemates. She snuck along the sidewalks, around early-morning drunks and coffee-clutching workers, heading for the bus stop. She should have been excited for this summer getaway, and part of her was. But it would be the first time...
Nina spent the morning sneaking around. She snuck around her house, packing for the trip at an hour too indecent to wake her housemates. She snuck along the sidewalks, around early-morning drunks and coffee-clutching workers, heading for the bus stop. She should have been excited for this summer getaway, and part of her was. But it would be the first time...
At 28, I am ten years older than my girlfriend, which is a pretty big difference at our age. It was only natural that after a few months, I began to assume a fairly dominant role in our relationship. It is an arraignment that works for both of us. I dote on my "little girl," buying her expensive gifts, and taking her to fancy restaurants, but I can also be s...
This story is based on an actual incident that occurred around 1980. I have altered some identifying information to protect the anonymity of my wife "Lynn," our friend "Nelly," and me, "Ben." The experience of that Saturday afternoon has spawned many masturbation fantasies for the past 25 years, and so I've added a few details from my imagination to spice it...
There is no sex in this story. Sorry. * Callie and I had been at it for two days now, arguing that is. One of our close friends, Ben Sorensen, was having a birthday celebration and my wife's old boy friend, Clay Bixler, was going to be there. Clay, Callie and I all went to high school together. Callie and I became a couple after she broke up with Clay ove...
Heidi quietly sat on the warm park bench, watching Fitz who was happily running around swings and going down slides. It had been two weeks since her wedding, a two weeks that Heidi could only describe as static. Jake had been unfailingly pleasant and kind. He held her in his arms every night, though he kept true to his promise of not asking for anything mo...
-The faint soul demurs- ~1~ Late autumn leaves that had drifted in from the surrounding hills would occasionally come to life, stir crablike and scrape across the concrete surface of the prison yard. Attorney Bud Schultz entered the main gate along with a small number of visitors. He had come early at 8:30 A.M., just after prisoners' roll call, so that he...
Taggart stepped aside and ushered Ben and Karen back into the sex den. An odor wafted from the room, a deliciously erotic fragrance that could only be produced by mortal loins producing buckets of fluid, semen, vaginal secretions. Even with the sheets changed, the room smelled like sex. Ben felt himself hardening again, much to his astonishment. When would h...
Sophie is close to solving the infamous Shimura Conjecture. The needed inspiration comes from a foursome. I'm grateful to my friend (code name Spunk) for background information concerning Math Graduate Students. The pseudo math jargon in this story is fictional and is not based on real terms, except partially. Finally, there is not yet any documented evid...