Chapter 2: Sticky Fingers After a brief interlude of rest, replenishment, and a quick shower, Fire was ready for more of Bru's new improvements. Bru on the other hand was needing a bit more rest than Fire. He knew this wouldn't be a problem, because he had not shown or told her about his vibrating thumb and fingers. He smiled as she attacked him from behi...
My alarm shatters my ears as 8:00 brings the morning. I slowly lift my right hand to slam down on the alarm clock. It shuts off, and silence echoes through the room. I roll onto my back, and I blink my eyes, attempting to wake up. I only have a couple more months left of school, until I graduate, so I finally have something worth getting up to in the morning...
Two friends, a man and a woman, are stranded for the night in a bothy by an unexpected snow storm... It really was a most peculiar night - bitterly cold, yet stiflingly close enough for thunder and lightning somehow. As they peered over her old traveling duvet at the bothy window, they could make out the clouds of their breaths in the semi-darkness and glis...
"Who did Edward kill?" Lucy tried to keep her voice calm though she felt inches away from falling apart. The pain Jackson felt was clearly visible in his eyes. It was almost too much to take. "My brother Louis. And my father, the former Alpha." "Oh my god, Jackson. I'm so sorry." A tear fell down Lucy's cheek as Jackson's pain transferred through their m...
Sarah sat hunched over on the stoop to her small suburban home. Her head rested between her knees, sobbing. She was dirty, sweaty, and exhausted from digging all day, her hands were aching and calloused from the wooded handle of the shovel. She just finished burying her beloved father in the backyard. He looked as if he might just pull through late last nigh...
I went home that night and just thought about how much I loved having sex with Mr. Richards. I could feel my pussy get wet with excitement just thinking of his cock in me. I still hurt from being stretched out like I have never been stretched before. All I wanted to do was sleep so tomorrow would come and I could go see him again. My mind kept wondering what...
We don't have orgasms from penal penetration so surly we must be frigid. Isn't that the way it's been for centuries. I thought that notion disappeared back in the 60's, but it surely must be true as so many women writers here at Literotica claim they have these wondrous, marvelous throw me on the floor spread my legs and fuck me orgasm. I surely must be a fr...
It had been a fun night. I never go out looking to hook up anymore (well almost never), so when a group of women sat next to me at the bar it was nice to strike up a conversation. It was aeasy time without any of the tension or frustration that accompanies a night on the prowl. That's not to say there wasn't an attraction. There were 4 of them, two blondes...
The room Azri found herself in was open and bright with wide bubble-like windows, lined with shelves and tables, every inch of which was taken up by plants. A small office area sat next to the stairs, and further back an area was cordoned off by ornate screens. The screens were about 2m tall, which shielded everything behind it from Azri's view; she was just...
Days turned to weeks and weeks to months. Lori continually teased and tormented my poor cock and balls for hours at a time 3 or 4 times a week. I was milked weekly as usual. Ashley made appearances from time to time but as yet had not brought me another creampie to eat. I was hoping she had forgotten. After a couple of months Lori removed my ball stretcher a...