Paul and Penny Marshall lived in a huge six bedroom detached house in a village forty minutes by train into London. Paul was twenty six years old and his wife Penny, twenty three. Paul was self-employed and developed computer games as well as designing Apps for mobile phones. This had enabled the young couple to move into their expensive new home. He was...
This is a love story of none consensual love, also consensual love, it is also part descriptive interracial homosexual, it is interracial love. Reader, please take note. We were finally on our way; the wedding had been a great success. We had over nighted at the hotel that had hosted the reception. It was 10:00am Sunday morning, and dozens of friends a...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 10 -- Let's burn rubber together "Come and look at this," I said to Emma. In most cases, a woman's entry into a room where her partner is sitting naked except for white plimsolls and ankles socks at a computer looking at internet porn would strike a grievous if not terminal blow to the relationshi...
Debbie had been getting ready for this reunion for nearly a year. She had missed her 20th reunion because her then-husband was a jealous possessive jerk that wouldn't let her go. She'd made it to ten and fifteen, but hadn't been to another of her high-school reunions in ten years. She was really excited about it making it to this reunion, and had seriously a...
This is my first Literotica story, and there's more to come. Thank you if you read, the following chapter will be up soon! ***** Freya sat alone in her small apartment, with the lights off, leaving only the slight glimmer of light from the television to brighten her view. She had been up for hours, and as she began to drift off, a strange noise awoke her....
I decided to get dressed for "Work," running upstairs grabbing my bags and the bottle of "Jack." I chose a black corset type leather top that tied up in front, tight leather shorts, and tall leather boots. I wiggled into my outfit, tightening the top until my girls were pushed up like traffic cones, my nipples almost visible. Applying my make up to rival any...
A few months ago, my girlfriend and I moved in together, we're only a young couple in our early twenties and thought this a good idea to get a small place of our own. Naturally as any couple would do when moving into a new place, we christened every room in our place, from the bath tub to the kitchen table. I love my girlfriend, she's 5'7, shoulder length b...
When I think about it I really am a little black whore who loves white guys and driving them over the top and then some... But they can drive me over the top, too. White men know how to appreciate a black girl, especially when they discover what a real little slut she can be (as I am). Us black girls have a reputation to keep up. You see, our men know h...
CHAPTER 1: EVE'S WINDOW Monday 1830. Eve closed her chipped and peeling green front door and the hall light came on. I steadied the binoculars on the window sill and focused on her bedroom window. Would this be a night when she drew the curtains straight away or would she have a shower first? This was the problem when I had the house to myself. I couldn't...
I'd been stripping and Lap Dancing for almost two months. Not only was I enjoying my sexy new career, I was also thriving in my new found Slut hot wife lifestyle. My husband James has thankfully agreed to allow me to fuck whomever I want, whenever I want. I've actually lost count of the number of cocks that have been in my mouth, my pussy and on special occa...