As my wife entered the living room my cock jumped to attention and became as hard as a lead pipe. Sherri was wearing a yellow skin tight leather miniskirt with a translucent pale yellow blouse that when the light was just right I could see that she wasn't wearing a bra. And the fact that she was showing plenty of cleavage because two of the buttons were conv...
I think men share their wives because they believe women are natural fucking machines; their cunts have more stamina than our cocks. Why fuck her and fall to sleep out of exhaustion when you can double the fun watching your wife being fucked by other cocks? Men view sex as a spectator sport. There is something ultra wicked about a wife fucking her husband'...
(This fantasy belongs to Robin who asked if I would be so kind to expose her on the pages of Literotica. As always Robin has given me the details and I have put it into a story format that she and her husband Rick have reviewed and approved.) My name is Robin and I am currently thirty-five years old. This story takes place about four years ago. I've read en...
I stood still as streams of hot water sluiced through my hair, cascaded over my shoulders and trickled across my breasts. Sam would be home today, he'd been gone for almost a week on business and I missed him and his touch. I showered carefully, making sure I did not stimulate myself as I cleansed my aching breasts and pussy. Why? Let me tell the whole story...
Disclaimer: I do not own The Flash or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "Happy anniversary." Barry Allen could remember always wanting to hear those words from the mouth of Iris West. Even if it only referred to a month of being together. Obviously he'd dreamed of longer, but to The Flash a month could...
I walked in the door to find him sitting there, at the table, the ankle of one leg resting on the knee of the other, a smirk on his face and a glint in his eye, staring at me as I walked into the kitchen. His hands were folded in his lap and I could feel his eyes boring into me, feel the physical force of him contemplating...whatever he was planning to do to...
During the rest of that week, I spent some time reading a book called "Uniquely Rika," which I'd seen recommended by a number of people on one of the fetish groups I've been reading. The book was written by a female dominant who describes a practical framework for real-world female dominant relationships, and I thought it might give us some useful ideas to i...
Warning: This story involves sex with a trans woman and my sister. If either transgender stories or incest are not to your liking; unfortunately, this story will not be for you. I have given my trans girlfriend in the story feminine pronouns (eg. "She" and "her") For the sake of creative convenience. I started dating Michelle about 3 months ago. She is my t...
Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All characters active are of the...
It was March; the weather was warming and in my part of the country, we were having some nice days. It was 4:30 on a Friday afternoon, the weekend started in thirty minutes, and I should have been in a great mood. Instead, I was in kind of a piss-off attitude; it had been one of those Murphy's Law Days if it could go wrong it did go wrong. Nothing you could...