All men masturbate. Some more than others. David found himself using masturbation more and more since he had been separated. Men in that position will often seek ways of heightening their pleasure and over time will use everyday items or purpose made 'toys' to bring that about. In David's case he had found a combination of pain and pleasure was the only...
Author's Note: I generally tend to write more graphic/hardcore pieces, but this is a small, softcore series about a quirky/dorky husband and wife (and their friends) that is simply meant to be flirty and fun. All characters are 18+. ©WednesdaysCoffin2019. This story cannot be transferred to any other site besides Literotica.com without prior authorization in...
I am originally from the deep south. Down there, we drink sweet tea all day, say 'yes/no, sir/ma'am', and well, some of us white women can't help ourselves around southern-fried black cock. Look, I want to preface this by saying that I was raised by racist, prejudiced parents. When I became sexually aware in my life, their rants about how I should never get...
The night had been a little different. It was Halloween and the party had been long. You were rather drunk, and dressed like a vampire. Your girlfriend, Morgan, was dressed to the nines in a sexy school-girl outfit. The top barely covered her small, but perky and sexy tits. Her nipples poked out on occasion. The small pleated plaid skirt barely covered her t...
After what had just transpired in the toilets with Jim. I had been surprised the men were still waiting for me when I had sheepishly joined them. They were all basically ignoring me but I was aware that Ted and Stan were watching me closely. I couldn't help wondering what they must be thinking of me and if they really knew what their friend Jim had done. As...
Clay managed to wake up before his coach did the day following the cemetery visit. Just as he had planned to. He managed to grab a few things from the compartment in his nightstand quietly enough to avoid waking the older man, and then carefully made his way to the bathroom. He closed the door softly behind himself before hitting the light. The boy then laid...
Chapter 1: My Beginning My name is Sophia, and right now, I'm a very bored twenty-three-year-old writing this from COVID-19 lockdown in southern California. I've never tried to write anything remotely like this before, so we'll see how it goes. We're all bored right? So, I'll start where I guess my journey really begins, about halfway through senior year o...
Surprise! The winter passed quickly. The women from Oxford visited from time to time, in various groups, as their studies allowed. Sometimes they rode and sometimes they just walked in the garden. They laughed a lot and and occasionally looked towards Peter as he worked. Most Saturdays Peter played rugby, and kept away from The Manor on Fridays. He would o...
"To recreate this scene, you will need..." John tightened his calf muscles as he watched the young woman on the TV present an untidy scrap of cloth. "One white fishnet dress." He thought he knew her, somehow - something in her voice perhaps. He didn't know anybody with a crimson streak through her long blonde hair. And he certainly didn't know anybody who...
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. What one finds pretty may not be of so much appeal to another and vice versa. Some objects and some people on the other hand are liked by most people who set their eyes on them. Annette was that kind of pretty which most men couldn't take their eyes off. Annette entered her two bedroom apartment and kicked off her ru...