I come home late and exhausted after a long day at work. I have to get some sleep tonight or tomorrow will be a nightmare. The house is cold and dark and it could only mean one thing, she is out with HIM. I try to put it out of my mind, I need sleep, and I can't allow myself to dwell on what my wife is doing. So tired, I undress and crawl into bed without ev...
My name is john and I had just graduated high school. My buddy Brandon and I had both signed up to join the armed forces, he was going marines and I was keeping with family tradition and joining the army. As one of our only free weekends before shipping off to boot camp (it also happened to be Memorial Day weekend) we decided to take a road trip down to Galv...
Karen looked at me. There I sat covered in cum from all the male members of her extended family. I was still wearing a matching black bra and panty set, a black lacey garter belt, and black stockings. Around my neck I wore a collar of black studded leather that had a large silver ring in front, her collar. Jackie smiled at me and leaning over kissed me on th...
My girlfriend and I came home from having dinner with friends. We had had some wine and were having a good night when we got to my apartment. The two of us had only been together a few months so we were just learning each other still. After we left her friend's dinner we decided to just have a night in, my place was closer so we went there. She didn't have a...
The sound of my wife's vibrator fills the bathroom, even through the closed door. "Oh fuck!" I hear her moan. I so desperately want to be in bed with her, licking her and fucking her with her dildo. I want to be pleasuring her myself but I am alone in the bathroom. "OOOOOOHHHHHHHH" She clearly isn't missing my attentions as I struggle, collar locked to...
The things that turn me on are simply that, the things that turn me on. My name is Farah Suleiman, and I'm a Somali woman living in the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario. I was born in the town of Mogadishu, Capital of Somalia, and moved to the Confederation of Canada fifteen years ago with my parents, Mohammed and Amina Suleiman. I am twenty two years old...
This isn't right, Abdul Mohammed "Mo" Akbar thought to himself as he rode Carter Wendell thick White cock. Big Black Muslim guys aren't supposed to like the feel of a White man's cock up their butts. It's haram ( forbidden ) and completely against the Rules of Islam. The Black Muslim male is supposed to be dominant and all that jazz. Big and tall, strong Bla...
It's 1:00 AM Labor Day, one of the loneliest nights of the year. Alone, sober, I see drunk people. They move in twos, threes and ones up and down the bar-lined boulevard. Some bounce. Some drag. Hunger wafts through the streets. Cadillac Escalades, sprayed in their finest pearl-white, strut down Erie Street at fifteen m.p.h. though they appear to be doing tw...
Note: With 2 weeks left to submit stories to Literotica's 2004 Winter Holiday Story Contest, there is still plenty of time to create your own precious masterpiece. As for myself, I've never won a holiday contest; some of my other stories have done very well, others have been perceived as quite mediocre. I figure I've made every mistake twice, so am trying to...
I knock on the hotel room door and wait for a reply, but none is forthcoming. I try the door handle, and the door opens. Peering around it, the room appears to be empty, but I spot a parcel on the bed, wrapped in red shiny paper. A card on it reads "For you X". Curious now, I rip open the parcel and find a black lace basque, split crotch panties, stockings...