It all started innocently enough, I was home from college for Thanksgiving vacation and the Jones needed a babysitter. I came home every chance I got, being a freshman and all, I was pretty homesick. I had been babysitting for the Jones for the last three years and their baby was a sweetie but I hadn't seen them since I started school a couple of months ago...
Marion walked home quickly. Her heels tapping out a quick hammering beat on the sidewalk to match her racing heart. Her cheeks were flushed. Her breathing was quick and panting. But not from exertion. Her full breasts bounced in her sweater, rubbing against the soft wool, keeping time with her quick, urgent stride and the tapping of her heels on cement. A f...
A few nights later when Linda was coming out of the shower she noticed another box on the bed with a piece of card and some sky high "hooker's heels" beside it. A pang of excitement shot through her when she saw it. The Card had a title which read "The photographer and the glamour model." Linda looked in the box and lifted out the contents. There was a shelf...
My husband had been dropping hints for several months that he'd like a set of professionally taken boudoir photographs of me for his 40th birthday this summer. He'd show me websites of photographers in the area and offer to pay. Most just seemed sleazy. I wasn't against the idea per se, we've fooled around plenty in the bedroom (and outdoors too) with a dig...
Chapter 3: Carol Travels to Visit Ralph It was Friday afternoon -- mid-June, Carol left work early and drove directly to the airport. An excellent weekend was planned and would arrive soon. The plane departed on schedule, in lass then an hour she would be meeting Ralph. Carol and Ralph had been serious months ago, but had separated due to some problems --...
Through the long telephoto lens of my DSLR camera I could see a young woman carrying shopping bags standing on the lower concourse of the shopping mall near the 'You are here' map of the complex. Click. I was sitting at a café table in the food court on the next level up, looking down over the railing, watching for her. I had watched her go into the Urban...
We woke up at about 8am on Sunday morning. Everyone had some cobwebs to shake off except for my Wife. Amy woke up happy. She stretched out with a nice yawn. She turned to me and proceeded to wrap herself around my body. "How's the best husband in the whole wide world? I may never be able to thank you for the freedom you've allowed me. Most men would never h...
The Survivor Contest is one of the more controversial aspects of Literotica with many writers vehemently opposing the contest, many others simply oblivious to it, many interested enough to give it a try and some so vested in the competition they will spend hours arguing over it in the forums. Of the many positive and negative aspects of the game, one of the...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Preamble: There is nudity, exhibitionist and voyeuristic tension, and teasing lite sex in this story. If you are looking for animated, wailing and screeching sex, this is not for you. Move on. *** This story is about that time when my wife and I requested our son to help photo...
He knew she would be on time and dressed the way he had asked her. She liked to please him and he loved that about her. He had devised a game, a fantasy he thought would appeal to her, and he was ready for her today. He watched her as she parked her car and walked up the side walk to his house. She's a small woman with a killer body and so cute she turns he...