I love the sun; it always makes me feel naughty. Let me introduce myself I am Michelle; I am 35 years old and have been married to Rick now for 4 years. We have always been a very sexual couple but on holiday we seem to push all the boundaries. This year we decided to go to Tobago, the heat, the music, the rum and for me I love to look at the black men. Thi...
I was boarding the bus, alone, for the first time. It was a misty, foggy day in June. I was a little nervous, I had to admit. Riding public transport alone was likely an irrational fear and I wanted to overcome it. That, and I wanted to check out the organic foods store. I had become more interested in healthy eating, as I was now an age where normally peopl...
You've got your arm through mine as we walk down the hot sidewalk, feeling my blue blazer between your fingers and smiling, looking over at me. I smile back through my sunglasses, practically licking my lips as I look you up and down. Your hair is flowing down your back, and your womanly curves look perfect in the skimpy camisole and short skirt I bought you...
Hester was an amazing woman and I might have loved her had I not been older than her father and if she had given me a blow job on the bus instead of just a hand job. It was that close and yes, as simple as open, insert and suck. But that never happened and sadly I never loved her. Now I've always loved a woman's hands, the intricate delicacy of her fingers,...
She must have thought that she would be safe up there, on the first floor of that block of flats, doing what she was doing. Out of sight from the street below, she must have thought she could get away with dropping her clothes to the floor of her bedroom, as she got changed with the curtains wide open. She clearly did not consider the existence of double de...
It was another late Saturday night on the bus. I was a senior in high school and I was in marching band (really cool, I know). It was a Saturday in late October, and we were coming back from a contest that had been held two hours away from our school. These bus rides would normally suck, but the past month or two I had been hanging out with this girl, Blai...
I'm on a bus. A freaking school bus. The fact that it's a college school bus does not change anything. Just because it's not painted yellow doesn't mean that it's still not the same old crappy bench seats from when you and I were in elementary school. Okay, so it is filled with college cheerleaders, but other than that...I'm on a bus. I'm on a bus on a two...
This is one of my older stories, slightly re-worked for this site. I have 'published' it elsewhere on the net and I necessarily crave the indulgence of people who may have already come across it whilst hoping that those who haven't will enjoy it. If you enjoy adult knicker wetting and desperation as much as I do, I hope it will give you pleasure. * Dusk f...
So, alright then. What are you looking for when you read these stories? Erotic Couplings on the Literotica site. There are thousands of them. Every day there are dozens of new ones. Those are the ones that get read, if you look at the metrics. The other ones descend down on the list, still there if you want to go searching, but more like a museum. These sto...
Here she comes again, right on time, Joe thought. Every night he took the same late bus, and every night the woman got on at the same stop and sat one seat closer to him. He hadn't noticed her the first week, but once she got to the middle of the bus, he did. And then once she got in the open space at the back where he sat, he saw her very well because she f...