CNN's Candy Crowley has a very hairy pussy. A large face, a strong, powerful nose, and a forest of pubic hair. The lips of her vagina are thick and intricate -- complicated, fascinating, scary, and stunning, just like she is. She loves the smell of sex. I say the smell because that's what triggers her lust: the smell of arm pits, of balls and assholes. And t...
I visited Roger at his family's place, a farm down in eastern Tennessee. His mom was off in Europe someplace but his dad was there and he was extremely nice. We stayed in a guest room that had two beds. Roger and I had never had sex, though I think both of us were more than willing. Anyway we slept great the first night, the windows open, crickets singing up...
It was only after five or six weeks of having a cleaner come in regularly that the Southey twins began to feel inappropriately interested in her. Their mother had insisted that she would only pay for a cleaner if she was over 45. She did not want to subsidise a pretty young tart. Mrs Palmer was 49. Mrs Palmer moved well and she wore her clothes well even th...
For Halloween I've decided to right a somewhat spooky Halloween story. I hope you enjoy. All characters involved in sex are 18 or older. The story is based on true events that happen some time in the near future. This story contains a lot of kinky stuff, including but not limited to girls with dicks, anal, lots and lots of cum, a gangbang, and some monsters...
The bar, or more accurately the patio of the bar, was loud with sounds of music, laughter, and people yelling. Among the throng of happy people were Jen and Dan. Jen, 24, and Dan, 23, were good friends and roommates. They had met the previous year in an English literature class and bonded over their love of Faulkner and the fact that they were both several y...
My name is Jackie. I recently discovered Literotica while searching for answers on erotica in my own private life and behaviour. After reading a few stories on Literotica I decided to recount my own experiences as a method to get clarity for myself on my own experiences, values and norms. To me writing is therapeutic. It is like talking to a close friend and...
The foggy blues and greens in the smoky club transformed to a brilliant wash of pure light over the stage where three Asian girls came to life. The music lifted to a throb of Japanese trance and many secret eyes watched the beauty of sex unfold. Dressed in strategically torn rags the girls touched and kissed each other, small grunts and moans drifting throug...
On Tuesday a parcel arrived. Oscar was at work, and Irene was at work, but the courier left a card, and since Irene got home first, she scooped up the card and resolved to collect the parcel from the depot Wednesday lunchtime, so she would have the contents on Wednesday evening when her lover Robert would be staying with them. Oscar knew nothing about the p...
Note: This story is the forty-fifth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous forty-four episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I stro...
This is my third entry into the Director Series. All names have been changed. -------- My best friend always had it made. His parents were rich, he was the captain of the football team, the most popular kid around. He was a few years older than I so we didn't become friends until after high school. Everything he got was handed to him. The athletic ability,...