Amy's Weekend Part One What has come to be known as "Amy's weekend,” as my girlfriend Lisa and I call it, began with a call from her in Austin. She asked if we would mind a houseguest for the weekend. Her husband was going to be out of town on an extended business trip and she wanted to get away for a while. Besides, she said she was very horny and couldn't...
Elsa crept downstairs knowing the two girls were snuggled together behind the sofa. As she made her descent into the hallway the smell of sex filled her senses. She inhaled and softly moaned. She then grabbed her jacket and quietly left the house. Seconds later she inserted the key in the lock and walked back into the intoxicating smell of sex. She looked ov...
Chains, is what he felt. Bill completely got the ball and chain reference when people referred to marriage, but he did love his wife. She was a good, decent, loving woman. A good person, and funny. She made his days easier, and he enjoyed coming home to her. She WAS home. They were simpatico, had the same outlook on life, the same view on politics and religi...
Hours 4: Golden Hour Trance walked along the corridors leading to the hangar deck: the last two weeks had been, well, strange. Even since Erica had revealed her presence to the rest of the crew, Rommie and Beka had been acting strangely. It wasn't anything specific, but they had seemed to talk a lot more, normally ending their conversations abruptly wheneve...
The story is a work of fiction. All events, places and characters depicted in this story are fictional. All characters in the story are over 18 years of age. This story depicts graphic female masturbation and lesbian sex. If you are offended by these acts or they are illegal where you are then stop reading now. A special thanks to Damppanties for prodding...
This story is written by a team of authors. We have worked together for a few years but this is the first public release of our work. Please enjoy. ***** She slipped through the crowd into the club, somehow not drawing the attention of the doorman or the line of eager patrons waiting to be let in. It was a new place, but it suited her needs precisely. The...
2010 Memoir 1st Meet with Robert i have been chronicling the history of how my wife and i went from Mid-West Vanilla couple to willing Black Cock slaves since an anniversary vacation to Jamaica in 2004. Our Bull and Master is Robert -- 32 when we met Him in 2006, about 6'2" tall, 270 lbs, with broad shoulders tapering to narrow hips, powerful arms and ches...
It was dark... He could not even feel if his eyes were open or not. The cold had taken all of his senses from him. If this was death, then he was right to fear it. He felt that he should fight to live, scream for his place in the world, but there was no sound; only the cold black that enveloped him. There was no pain; only numb silence. "I am here," he tho...
Authors Note: This is a dark story about the first sexual encounter between a dominant man (a Literotica author) and submissive married woman (a Lit reader and volunteer editor). Thanks to the real life Samantha for her inspiring idea. Want to try it some time? Thanks also to "L" for her continued editing assistance. T_E Walking naked from my Marriott...
Katie slept in the next morning to about 7am. She slept very soundly and as she rolled back in bed it all came back to her and she opened her eyes and started to panic. What did I do last night? how can I possibly face Jake today? She covered her face with her hands and took a deep breath. But as she replayed last night through her head again she realized...