We were eating, and Zelia sat to my right, but far down the table, close to our guest, Enrique, who sat opposite me, at the far end, so that we were facing one another. I could hear his hand rubbing along the fabric of my wife's capris, the ones with the bluish posterboard print that fit her curves perfectly and glorified that big round behind of hers, which...
"Marie, since Mr. Raccolto is going to be a while, would you like something to eat while you wait?" My stomach answered for me with a loud grumble that brought a smile to Michael's face as he stood to leave the room. "No worries dear, I'll grab something that will be easy on your stomach so that you don't get sicker. I'm sure Mr. Raccolto wouldn't want yo...
Love On the Run © Nora Quick 2012 If you are viewing this story on any site other than noraquick.yolasite.com or literotica.com it has been copied and reprinted without permission and is in violation of copyright. Please email [email protected] to notify. SUMMARY: American Jessie Andrews shot and killed her stepfather in self defense 10 years ago....
Chris's eyelids felt heavy as he tried to open them. The same could be said of limbs. The world around him seemed to be fading away. His senses dulled but he could still make out murmurs of a conversation that was going on in the room. "Get her in the chair and into the van quickly. The effects of the serum only last a few hours. We need to get her under se...
The old farm house sat on top of a hill secluded from the nearest road about a half mile away. The old winding dirt driveway was lined with mature oak trees that were planted more than one hundred and fifty years ago. It had been a farm a long time ago and now it was home to George and his wife Lisa. They had moved to the old house two years ago when they w...
Part 1. James in Wonderland James sat in the dark booth. It was just as Brent had described it. Small, but with enough room for a single person to sit comfortably. The television was set into the wall, a series of buttons were arranged to the right, below the slot for dollar bills. The distinct smell of semen lingered in the air. He fed it a few dollars an...
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After reading the hot stories by Bobfr and Shooter, I thought I should write about my hot wife Shannon's experiences with her first black man and her job as a marketing representative. My wife Shannon is a beautiful and not as naïve as she used to be woman of 23. She is 5'8" tall and weighs 128 pounds. She has long black hair which hangs to the middle of he...
Jeff and Evan were looking forward to their evening out on the town. In two days, Evan would be a married man and Jeff, who had known him since they both were in the first grade, wanted to help his best friend celebrate his few remaining days of bachelorhood. They had decided to go to a local bar, which featured exotic dancers. Jeff had been a semi-regular...
"Dammit all!" Ellie shouted, staring at the map. The little gnome and her orcish companion had been trekking in the Zanzaldi jungle for three days, now. What was supposed to have been a half day's journey from their last stop just outside the jungle at Huntsman's Crossing before arriving in the port town of Fletcher Bay, had now become a quest just to find a...