I startled awake to a rapping sound on my bedroom door. "Adam, are you awake in there? You'd better get moving or you'll be late again!" The disembodied voice of my mother admonished. Damnit, woke me just as I was about to…well, at least I won't have to wash the sheets again. Shame she couldn't have waited just a few more minutes, though. Lookin...
The strangest mix of thoughts swirled in Virginia’s ever-lightening head as she lay naked on her belly reluctantly spreading the cheeks of her big ass. She wanted to do everything right so as not to piss off Mark and ruin her marriage; but some childish, bitchy part at the core of her being wanted to rebel and take revenge. When her mind drifted to the unfai...
I had been married to Liz for almost twenty years, for almost twenty years I had wanted to fuck her in the ass, and for almost twenty years she had said no, very firmly. We'd read some Penthouse Forum stories before, and they would get her hot and wet, but it didn't matter how hot and wet she got, the back door remained off limits. I tried some anal stimulat...
It had been a normal Saturday morning so far. As per usual I had made some breakfast for Sally and I, and while she started a couple loads of laundry I mowed the lawn. As I came inside the house, I left my dirty grass covered sneakers, jeans and tee shirt in the garage. I didn't know where Sally was, I just knew that I was looking forward to a shit, shower a...
It was Jared's birthday. And Sybil knew what that meant. It was time for another evening of anal sex. It had been the same for almost a decade. As a young married couple just starting out she had not had enough money to buy her husband something for his birthday that first year. The wedding had cost too much. They were saving for a house. And she had just fo...
The wooden ceiling fan with the fake gold plating pushed the air down from the ceiling. The air that night was standing still outside. A yellow-orange incandescent light bulb flickered each time that the refrigerator turned on the compressor. The little living room had a low couch and an arm chair. Neat books were lined up in a shelf. The car key for a secon...
I was pulling in the air sharply between my teeth. I rubbed my black gloved hand together swiftly. The thick, puffy police jacket was cozy warm, yet the winter air pulled on the fringes of my body: Up the pant sleeve and every strip of skin on the face that wasn't covered by the scarf. I let the air out into a big puffy cloud f vapor in the pitch black night...
"Mmm yeah, baby, you like that don'tcha?" "Oh yes, harder, please!" I wasn't at all surprised to hear the lust and desire thick in my voice. I'd put it there, after all. I'd been trained too well and had too much practice to let my disgust leak out into my voice. John Stone – the seventh John Stone this week – was actually Lord Doland Carston. The Gaelin k...
This story is a collaboration with Literotica author Margaret Jenkins. * Part 1 (Sara Radovich speaks) As a professional, active woman in her early 40's, my physical well-being is extremely important to me. Even though I travel the world lecturing in my field (solid-state physics), and some might consider it frivolous for a tenured professor, I always mak...
It was mid-afternoon in their very pleasant apartment, and Karen was in the master bathroom sitting on the toilet seat. The small woman in her 20s had become quite the successful domme ever since her great friend Emily had invited her to share the space as well as take charge of Emily's two older sisters, Linda and Leslie, who had come to live with them afte...