"Time to wake up babe! It's nine!" I wake from a dream, still tired. I frown and bring my hands to my eyes, blocking out the bright light illuminating from the window. "What time is it?" I barely get out. "It's nine!" Danielle exclaims, "We have to be at the gym at ten. You promised me you were going to work out with me, remember?" "I almost forgot," I...
NOTE: This is part of a multi-chapter story of which there are forty chapters plus an epilogue. An uncompleted version of this story appeared here at Literotica a few years ago in case it looks familiar to you. The story has been revised and completed. Chapters 37 - 40 and the epilogue are all new material. When the girls arrived home, Richard could hear t...
Warning: Women are warned that pouring alcoholic beverages into the vagina may result in infection or other medical problems. * I'd never been to this festival before, or to any like it, but I had a friend who had visited last year. I hadn't been able to go as I had only been 17 at the time, but now I had just turned 18 there was nothing stopping me. I arr...
I don't own any of the characters of Desperate Housewives. They belong to Marc Cherry. I'm only borrowing them... All the characters in this are over eighteen. * The hits and downloads I got for the Parrs 'Fuck me and my Mom' shoot were incredible. It was easily my most popular film, and the clips I circulated on the free porno video sites brought in eno...
Jason lounged in the Eames chair, a towel draped loosely over his sinewy legs, watching the two women, laying naked on the bed, grinding their bodies together. He had been told unambiguously (if silently) to sit and watch rather than to join in. He was happy to do so. Amanda and Danielle were kissing passionately, with a fervor that caused Jason's heart to...
Danielle tugged at her shirt and bra, shifting her monumental bust for better comfort. How many times was that? Ten? No matter how she adjusted, whether she yanked a strap up or down her shoulders, or if she tried covering her cleavage, something else became uncomfortable. Not to mention how her parents hounded her to find something appropriate to wear. This...
This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of those institutions has ever behaved as do the characters in this story. The Heartland Bank referred to in this story is completely fictitious. Any similarities between any character in this...
Danielle was born in the winter to 1976, but she was born a male by the name of Daniel. Daniel looked like a normal male child aside from liking girly things. Whenever Daniel would play dress-up he'd always dress in his mother's or his aunt's clothes and his parents thought that was cute until Daniel got a bit older then his father sternly told him, "boys do...
Danielle and I had been to the swingers club once before. It had been her first time then and I was wonderfully surprised when she let me use my fingers and hands to bring her to a big orgasm as we sat on the sofa of the club's second floor balcony that overlooked the dance floor. That was an amazing display of public lust. I was hoping that we could repeat...
author's note: thanks for reading! This isn't really a rollicking conclusion... but I still had fun with it, I hope you do too! ************************************* After both of the horny and oversexed girls returned home, Danielle glowing but shy when she told a shocked and aghast (not to mention jealous) Violet where she had been the night before, and...