Carrie Heffernan (Leah Remini/The King Of Queens) used to drive to work at the company she's currently a secretary at, but she and her husband Doug had been going through some rough financial difficulties so she sold her car and decided to ride the subway to work. Carrie's a babe. Brown hair. Tight, curvy body. Perky C cup tits. Gorgeous, luscious lips that...
Driving home from her fuck session with Garrett, Carrie was completely relieved of all her stresses. All she could think about was Garrett's cock. Carrie also wished her husband could fuck her the way Garrett did. "If only hubby fucked me like that, I wouldn't have to be so uptight all the time" Carrie said out loud. Carrie arrived home and headed upstair...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: There's no way to hide it, this story is long. But please sit back and let it unfold. There's a LOT of explicit sex (isn't that why you read Literotica?) but things don't heat up immediately. I don't write "wham bam, thank you ma'am" stories. If you invest the time, you'll find that the story will handsomely repay your investment. If you're im...
To the reader: This story is set up from the stories "Moving In" and "Moving In Ch.2" in the Group Sex category. While this story may be read and understood independently of those, reading the first two may enhance the personalities of the characters. And the story continues... Enjoy! ***** Max, Nattles, and Carrie were eating lunch on the outside balcony...
It was an autumn weekend and unsettled weather was forecast with rain showers to keep falling unexpectedly. It was a good day to do things inside. Nattles and Carrie were sipping their coffee while enjoying their late breakfast conversation. Max came up the stairs from his work room and joined the ladies still sitting at the kitchen counter bar. "Guess what...
Peering into the open door, aware of the men on either side of her and of Sam's eyes on her from the window of the house, Carrie saw immediately that there were four cream colored leather seats in the back of the car, two on each side facing each other. She paused for a moment, confused as to where to sit. The Chairman put his hand on her ass and guided her...
Disclaimer: The following is a fictional story that is meant to be taken as a fantasy. If you have a problem that "it would never happen"... that's on you, not me. -- "For someone who has only been doing this for under a year, you're doing pretty damn good," Salvatore, the trainer for the Knockout Zone gym in Miami, told his client, Carrie Underwood. It h...
With one last deep breath, Carrie Underwood clicked "submit" on the profile she had just set up on a dating app called Schwing! that she had installed on her phone. Yes she was still married with a kid and yes she absolutely should not have been creating a dating profile. However, her initial motivations for doing so were entirely based on vanity. Carrie had...
My wife, Carrie, is a dancer and choreographer. Because exercise is an integral part of her career, she has maintained a great physique over the 25 years we have been married, even after giving birth to two children. To this day, when we go out she still turns a lot of heads, both young and old. I'm very proud to be with such a beautiful woman and over the y...
John looked at her and wondered how she could look so heavenly first thing in the morning. It was especially amazing considering what they'd done the night before. Despite their evening of torrid sex, she stood in front of him wearing his black oxford shirt, her hair perfect. The shirt was unbuttoned revealing the swell of her ample chest, and the leopard pr...