New York Sunday we slept until noon, just enjoying the closeness of our bodies and the time to talk about nothing. The afternoon was filled with a matinee movie and a trip to another book store but the day didn't really begin for us until we found an expensive French Bistro on 3rd Avenue at 7pm. We had arranged to meet Amelia at 9pm in the "Club Paris" nigh...
It was April first and you know what that means and the guys, Elaine, and I had a prank planned for the bosses secretary, Joyce. The boss had been fucking her almost daily for years I think. She was always sexily dressed but not over the top sexy. Elaine found a pair of her thongs in the bathroom trash can a few days earlier and came up with the devious plan...
Stuck in my office again. Tired, stressed, hungry, a little bored...I hate admin. Working as a doctor has its rewards. But the long hours and endless paper-work are not one of them. Hubby, though he's patient and understanding, is getting increasingly frustrated. It's affecting our intimacy - especially our sex life which is now frequently no more than once...
As per Literotica's rules, all characters in this story are at least 18 years old. ***** "Ooh look!" said Sarah suddenly as the computer pinged, "another email from Geoff!" It was Monday morning, and we cousins were up in my room rooting through the mail-order box. We'd barely got the lid off, and were still giggling together over my supposedly accidental...
One The man was always at least mildly patronizing. Danny always hated that but for some reason with him it was almost comforting. That part of Danny's mind.. the part that always got into trouble... wanted to scream and jump up and punch him in the face or kick him in the nuts or even pull that short wicked knife from the hidden boot sheath and do some ser...
Author's Note: Once again I want to thank Techsan for taking time from his busy schedule to correct my spelling and punctuation errors for me Please provide feedback. It is the only payback we authors get for our efforts. Thanks It was a Friday night in mid-June and I was sitting at gate 56 in Terminal 5 at Los Angeles International Airport trying to get...
Note: this story is inspired from another story, theme is same but rewrote for Pakistani wife's sexual adventure as an escort in USA. ***** Bablee's husband was going to Pakistan to attend funeral of his elder brother and will return after three weeks. She would have plenty of time to have kinky fun with her friend Sara who lives in neighbor. She had gone...
*** One *** She was thirteen when it started. That's when she found the large leather glove in the mall. Something drew her to it, as if it were reaching out to her. She touched it briefly, and it seemed still warm and alive. For the next two hours in the mall, she would walk by it, again and again, constantly checking to see if someone claimed it. But no o...
Arlene was in trouble. She had walked into the wrong locker room and stumbled upon three naked, African-American men. They interrupted their light banter to glare at the intruder. Arlene tugged at her skirt, suddenly conscious of how short it was, and she felt vulnerable. The men walked over to her, and she remained frozen in fear, unable to move. She saw...
I drove through the gate and up a long driveway to the enormous old mansion. I had never been to Rachel's house before, but I always noticed it from the street, since it was the biggest house in town. Rachel had been friends with my girlfriend, Karen, since junior high, but they usually ran in different circles. Rachel was a petite, gorgeous blonde with dark...