It's been a long three weeks away from my husband. I haven't made it easy on myself, reading literotica until the wee hours of the night, with no toys and sharing the room with kids in their teens. Stupid, but too horny to stop. There actually was a camping weekend within those three weeks, but in a wobbly tent trailer (again, with our teens) my husband was...
This is part of a short story, if you haven't read the previous chapters, I would encourage you to start with chapter 1 and read them all in order. * I awoke the next morning with a splitting headache. It was one of those mornings where you wake up trying to remember what you had done the night before. But then I noticed, I couldn't move my legs or arms......
I've been between relationships, so diddling my twat on a regular basis relieves the tension until someone new comes along. For some reason, lately I've been hornier than a goat. My thoughts are constantly about sex and I'm evaluating everything around me as something I can or cannot use to fuck my sweet pussy. It has become an obsession to the point where...
I walk into the door, I see her looking at me with those mischievous eyes, she hadn't seen me in a month but we both you exactly what was about to happen. That whole month waiting I had been thinking of her dominating me, the fantasies I had been playing out in my head were much dirtier then usual ever. I walked towards her, straight away we kissed, we bega...
She sat back in the chair, naked save for the thick strap-on dildo protruding from between Her legs. Beckoning to the boy, She gestured him over, Her eyes running over his smooth naked body as he crossed the room towards Her. She loved to watch his slim naked form; every inch of him was so delicious, and She knew that every inch of him was Hers alone. Takin...
XX As time went by Emma saw less and less of Amelia and her secretary, Betty, although she'd been assured that she still could expect a passionate welcome. Perhaps this was because her relationship with Maisie had become too full-time for there to be any need for extra company. Perhaps it was because every time she went to meet Amelia she was always far too...
Incredible may be the only way to describe the vision before me. I can't believe my eyes, my sweet Liz lying under me dripping with my cum. Her soft skin, erect nipples and a naughty grin that's says I want more. It's a good thing because I am still hard as a rock. I start to stroke my cock, and Liz squeezes her breasts together so I can pump my dick between...
Richard was always wonderful to me, it is a shame he has emigrated to Australia because I missed him so very much. Just to be here living in the same house we shared for five years did hurt some. All those places we made it together, on the sofa, across the dining room table, on the floor, in front of a burning open fire, all those images flashing through my...
Why is a tough Saudi guy like Mohammed Ibrahim crying like a little bitch? Well, it might have to do with the fact that Mistress Habesha, the Ethiopian dominatrix from Montreal, Quebec, has her fist up his ass. The big Arab man squirmed on the table, but to no avail since he was bound hand and foot by thick steel chains. Mistress Habesha cackled gleefully as...
Chapter 4 The past two weeks had been grueling. Seamus was getting regular head and his wife Cleo was doing a damn fine job at stopping just short of him cumming. He would then have to watch as she got herself off with a 7" dildo. She seemed to enjoy the torture too much. About a week into this ordeal, Cleo had sucked and licked until his cock was a nice sh...