AN EROTIC PICARESQUE A couple of days later I was with Mum and we were getting down to it and her delicious dirty mouth was getting to work on my cock, when she suddenly stopped gobbling me off and got hold of my balls and pulled them and dug her nails in. Yeeouch...she was not just playing around...it fucking hurt! 'What are you doing that for?' I screame...
======================= He loves her family, one of them, perhaps too much. Several years ago, I read Penasweapon's My Perverted Life, and it gave me an idea for a story, which I jotted down. It's taken quite a while to get it finished, my original notes are from 2010, so it's been percolating a while. The Alzheimer's and dementia described isn't wholly a...
When Franco and Roberto Guiglielmo called on us grandma, Janie and I were all in black. I am amazed that they didn't 'turn tail and hop it,' to use grandma's phrase. She had wanted us to change out of mourning but we thought it would be disrespectful to our husbands after less than three months. The two men had put on a certain amount of weight in the year...
This sixth part of the series follows from where the last part ended. I suggest you read the previous parts to understand the people and how they got to this part of the story. ***** My first thought when I awoke on my second day at the BDSM resort was that I was so looking forward to the day ahead. It is not often that I awoke looking really forward to a...
I want to apologize for the long wait. I'm going through a transitional period right now and also had a bit of writer's block. I know that some of you have asked for longer chapters, but they won't be long. three to four pages on Literotica is actually about 11-12 in Word. All the same, enjoy the new chapter and I'm looking forward to your constructive criti...
Today I found a grey eye lash. No crisis, no world changing event, just a single, tiny lash devoid of colour. I guess that means I'm getting old. Not that getting old ever held any fear for me. Somehow, I always imagined that I would one day wake up and feel old *and* grown up. Almost like a magical graduation ceremony had taken place during the night and...
Chapter 3: Can I help you? "CAN I HELP YOU?" I find a peeping tom watching me go at it and my first response is 'can I help you?' I'm more messed up than I thought. Pants on the floor, the remnants of an almost orgasm scattered all over the bed, and I'm doing some mental head smacks for leaving my first floor window wide open. My peeper is Kevin Miller. K...
"Your fondness for these floral patterns continues to elude me, Doug," Kelly said. Setting down her beer, she took yet another look down at the loud print dress she'd found herself in after playing "Stayin' Alive" on the jukebox. "Feels like acres of fabric here." "Too much fabric beats too little, doesn't it?" Doug replied. "I feel like somebody must've po...
Hello and welcome to "A different lust" option selector. Here you can choose the start of different stories in various environments and situations such as; A Married Life School Life Mind Control Powers Kidnapped by Aliens Rulebook/Rulephone/Rule Powers Alternate Universe Space Colonization Trapped in a Game and various more! Any reader that...
There is no mercy in the American night. Uncle Gregory used to drink a lot and oftentimes he’d talk a good deal when he drank and he was that singer of the honky tonks and bars and road houses. His life was where lonely men puked up lost souls in the carnage and vapor and steam and the neon of another shattered series of nonchalant and broken encounters of c...