Leading an ordinary boring life has it's advantages. When it gets crazy it really blows you away. I am married to a beautiful sexy woman. We have been married for 22 years and we have settled into the familiar. Our life revolves around work and children. We toil away 8 to 10 hours a day in comfortable jobs and spend most of our free time hauling teenagers fr...
General Gordon was a tall, muscular man with an astonishing military record behind him. He'd fought proudly for the USA in a number of territories, and had only recently been in charge of a couple of vital missions in Iraq and Afghanistan. Now he was back on American soil, but only for half a year. Already he had been given the details of his next mission...
PART TWO: An All-New Black Beauty This was almost the final straw for my overtaxed brain, and I believe I did start making somewhat foolish and helpless noises as I tried to deal with this extra twist in the day's already twisted events. While I stood there and gibbered uselessly, the woman smiled in a benevolent, amused fashion, and then she suddenly rolle...
In the year 1221 A.D. the Kingdom of Spain, also known as Al-Andalus, is under Moorish rule, as the Spaniards called the Arabs who rule the Kingdom of Spain and much of the Iberian Peninsula. Omar Hafiz, the tall, dark and handsome son of an Arabian sheikh and Somali princess accompanied his cousin, Arabian prince Khaled Hafiz, from East Africa to the vastne...
Jean lay back in bed with Ted her husband gently snoring beside her. Her nipples still tingling gently and her pussy moist from the sex they had just shared. Ted had rolled off her and immediately fallen asleep but she wondered if now she might have conceived the child they both wanted. They had been married for a year and had taken over the farm in South...
The stereotype about us bisexual men is that we're serial cheaters, disease spreaders and that we couldn't be honest if God Himself ordered us to do so. What a load of crap! As if there's a link between sexual orientation and dishonesty. Sounds like a character issue rather than a sexual one if you ask me, but what do I know? In case you're wondering who the...
I felt so good after I left The Sloan Institute I practically skipped as I walked back to my Lincoln. I hadn't felt so complete and satisfied in many years. I felt like a real woman again. Beautiful, hot and sexy as all get out. I also felt a tiny twinge of guilt for having fucked a man other than my husband for the first time in my life. I had his permissio...
CHAPTER TWO: THE GAME MOVES ON It was now Dave's turn to try his luck beating Sally. They both got up from the booth where we were all sitting and moved to the pool table. A coin was tossed and Sally got to lag first. It was not a very good shot. Dave easily beat her out for the break. He chalked his cue, aimed and sent the cue rolling ball toward the ball...
The name is Oliver Pierre. A young Haitian student currently enrolled at Emerson College in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. And this right here is my story. In these troubled times, most people are too busy running around like chickens with their heads cut off to notice that foul human trait called wickedness is taking over. Morality is a thing of the pas...
First chapter is here: http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=298241 * It was Monday morning, time to go back to school. I had had the weekend to reflect on what had happened last Friday afternoon. I also got in a few good jerk off sessions over it. I woke up on Saturday still wondering if it was a dream. But no, I had actually had my dick su...