FOREWORD: This is not something I do often, so forgive my brutish and heavy-handed style. Someone told me I should write - and so I did. If this story gains enough traction, then I might be persuaded to write a sequel. Anyway, enjoy: * The hooded man dashed through the snow. His heavy boots leave heavy footprints in the forest as he hurries forward. The...
My name is B..., well, alright, Bill. You won't know much about me unless you've read another story I shared on Literotica some time ago, but I think only Fiona read that. The other story was about Fiona and me. I can give you the short version. An internet flirtation led me take a trip to the frozen North to see a red-haired lady musician play bass with he...
It's been 14 months since this all started. His wife is a very loving wife but she just can't get herself to indulge in his desire and fetish that he so desperately craves. For over the last year, he sends her 1 or 2 paypal payments a week in exchange for naughty pictures of her. Unlike most of her clients, he is never rude, doesn't want her to do anything s...
Friday evening. I had arranged to go out with the boys for a few drinks after work. Usually these outings, being few and far between, are anticipated greatly. This particular evening, however, while starting off well, was fading fast for me. It had been a long week at work, and my batteries were running low. This feeling was exacerbated by the martinis I was...
I went to South Carolina with my husband and kids last summer and had the greatest time. WE did a lot of sight seeing but we weren't seeing the sights I wanted to see. I wanted to see the beach. I am the only one in my family who likes to swim in the ocean so I was out numbered. I kept pestering them until the last day, when we were getting ready to go out,...
"Hello my Angel, why are you crying so? Come here and tell me what's wrong. That's right; let me put my arms around you. Come closer now". (I feel your gorgeous firm, eighteen year old body so close to me that I can smell the heat of your womanhood. Your rock hard tits are crushed against my ribs. My cock is rising but I hold it away from you. Not yet, not y...
This is the first chapter in my first series (and hopefully not my last!) so I would really appreciate any comments or tips you might have for me. I promise it will get steamier as the chapters go on. This chapter is fairly short because I mainly just wanted to introduce the characters. The following story is a work of fiction and intended for ADULTS ONLY....
Sharmi was visiting Mithu. They often exchange visits in the post lunch hours. Both were not into the habit of siesta. They were friends from school days and as they lived at two ends of the same street in T-Nagar Chennai they could continue their friendship. Sharmi's husband Damu and Mithu's husband Sudir, both managers in business firms were friends too. T...
Her lips pressed firmly against mine, a hand on each cheek, her eyes closed as long as the kiss lasted. Pulling her head back from mine, she whispered, "I love you, are you ok baby?" "Yes, I think so" I said, a little unsure myself just how "ok" I really was with myself, our relationship and the events which had transpired over the past 2 weeks, culminatin...
The Right Wrong Number Finally, she had the place to herself. Her husband had taken the kids out of town for a few days, and she was all alone. She helped herself to a little wine, a hot bath, and now she was settling down in front of the TV to watch some cheesy movies. She was wearing only her bathrobe which she tied loosely in front, and it was otherwis...