Jessica (Note for Literotica moderators and readers: Jessica is 22) Things got busy the way they do and suddenly it was a week since I'd been laid. I went through a really bad period too. While I was on the rag I got into a phone argument with Johnny about stupid shit, not even anything to do with guys. After I hung up, for the first time ever, a thought r...
My culture is conservative, but that doesn't mean I have to be. Religion and culture are important, of course, but so is the individual. The name is Warsama "Sam" Osman, and I'm a tall, skinny and perpetually bald-headed young Black man of Somali descent living in metropolitan Calgary, province of Alberta. Why am I perpetually bald? It's a rare condition I'v...
More of Joe and Lisa Laura stayed with us off and on for a couple of months which was interesting to say the least. My sex life with both of them either independently or together was a flurry of activity and variation that kept me quite busy at home. Her last visit was accompanied by a telephone call which sent the three of us in a new sexual direction tha...
I REVELATION My parents called me Herbert. The guys call me Herb, and the wife of my life calls me Herbie. Lianne can get away with it; she plucked me from a sheltered sex life, inviting me to see and touch her maturing loveliness and to satisfy the yearning of her ripening cunt. We had grown up in the same town, attending the same schools. From a distanc...
"Good evening, listeners. Tonight we broadcast the second installment of our interview with Joe Williams, author of '500 Annies'. In case the you missed the first broadcast, here is a quick recap. Joe gave us an overview of his life, leading up to his wife leaving him suddenly after almost three decades of marriage. He was taken completely by surprise, send...
Dear Taryn I met Melody, a 20 year old spitfire, when she and her sorority were having some sort of carwash fundraiser. You know, to benefit starving wooded owls or something. They were so hot, in their little wet tee shirts, cut offs... But when Melody approached me, her teased hair blowing in the wind, she wasn't even wearing a tee shirt, just a bikini...
It had been 15 years since her Harold had passed away, and Marge had gotten used to being alone. Of course, she had lady friends, and some male acquaintances, but at 66 years old, she had removed sex from her life, except the occasional fantasy about Brad Pitt or Tom Cruise. Harold had been the only man, except for a brief fling with his Best Man right a...
My name is Toni, with an 'i', though it used to be Tony with a 'y'. You would not think me a pretty woman, because of the face and frame from my life as a man. You would not think to look at me that I was a sexy woman, but I am. A woman and sexy. + - + - + - + - + - + ABOUT ME I was the eldest of four brothers in a bad family environment. My father beat m...
My bottom was still sore as a Sunday whipping the next morning, and it being dark winter, Mother had my maid Gertrude fetch not just water and firewood with her morning chores, but also a small block of ice wrapped in cheesecloth. I chipped a bit into a washrag and sat upon it for a few minutes, and soon I felt much better. The relatively gentle, average-s...
As the last few guests packed themselves into the six-bedroom colonial, Rick's plan was coming together perfectly. Earlier that day, he had elected himself as Master of Coats when his mom started handing out Thanksgiving Day tasks. He had then packed the foyer closet with his own jackets, ensuring the use of the second-floor closet. Now, the final piece of t...