Dear readers This is my fifth submission with literotica.com . Hope you all will like my creation. Well to start I am 27 year old. I am 6'00" tall with brown eye's and I stay in Surat in india .Well here goes the story enjoy yourself with or without cloth's. Ohhhh okay this is work of fiction no resemblance. This story is written in view of Anita. ---------...
When I arrived at your doorstep, the butterflies in my stomach were slam dancing about, threatening to destroy my nerve. But you had told me you would be alone this weekend and given me a whole song and dance about how you hated to sleep alone and how the house feels so empty, and how I had a blanket invitation to show up anytime I pleased. I believe it was...
I grab Carl-Henry's cock and balls and squeeze them as hard as I can, until he cries out in pain. I squeeze them until he begs for mercy, and then I release him...not all the way, just a little bit. A whimper slips out of his throat, and he looks up at me with a defeated look in his face. Underneath us, the bed shakes as we unleash our passion. You're my bit...
I admit it I am a male slut. Now I know women are generally called sluts but since there is no male equivalent I will take ownership of the word. Now some people have called me a freak but to me freaks do freaky things, I don't do freaky things--generally, basically I just love to fuck, unashamedly, unabashedly and without any regrets. To me there is nothing...
Back in the 80’s, when I was still in my twenties, I used to earn extra money as a male stripper and escort. I hasten to add that I was a real professional escort. Since I had a master’s degree and am a pretty good public speaker and “schmoozer,” I was often in demand to escort single women to company picnics, formal Black tie functions at the ballet, etc. M...
How can I say this? Things have been a little "cold" between me and my girlfriend Lisa since last night—not exactly kosher. The conversations have been short and only initiated by me. In a lot of her spare time, she looks into her cell phone screen, texting or on her social media accounts. Neither has she been receptive to me wrapping my arms around her. I...
Special thanks to bustybibbwbabe for editorial assistance. ******* Chapter 4 -- Wedding Night She looked like an angel in her wedding gown. "She's so lovely." said my father. My parents saw her at the wedding for the first time. And I met her mother there. Her father had been dead for over 15 years. The ceremony was running very smoothly because Rebe...
She used to be Sue. But at age 19 she re-spelled it Sioux, French for Cut-throat. Sioux was punk. Her job at the Sex Store was all she needed. It didn't pay much, but she didn't spend much. She enjoyed watching the people from the raised platform behind the counter. They were funny. The nervous, laughing couples looking at sexy costumes and underwear. The...
Jack Talbot inspected his face in the mirror and smiled. A genuine, honest smile. Life was good to him now. On the brink of bankruptcy only two weeks ago, the deal he was about to close with Zorin Industries would save his small company. Just a few details needed to be sorted out and he'd hold the signed contract in his hands by the end of the week. He adju...
'I'd say it's just you getting lured by those advertisements all over again' I told her. 'Would you atleast see what it says!' she grabs my shoulder. I turn from the computer desk. 'What does it say? For mature people between 8 to 16?' I retort. 'Just read it.' She hands me it like a little girl who wants her father to buy her toy and is telling him about...