Sara leaned over to her night table and turned out the lamp as soon as I walked in the bedroom. Of all the nonverbal cues we share in our sex life, this is one of the most important ones. It means "don't say a word, take off your clothes, and get in here." It's funny, any memories of being with other women have faded over the years to the point I only can re...
My wife, Sara, stood over me, preparing to leave for work at 6:15am while I awoke naked in bed. Professionally attired in an aquamarine pant suit with a cream top, red flats and a matching belt, she looked every part the physician who had to be at the hospital in thirty minutes. I could tell she was about to head into the bathroom to put on her makeup. But r...
Author's note: The Depths of Depravity series is an anthology of short, stand-alone stories. They're written from a first- and second-person perspective, with the first-person character being a nameless, faceless, dominant man, and the second-person character a submissive woman. I've kept the physical descriptions of these characters as light as possible, so...
"In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. My last confession was 8 weeks ago." "And what has been the nature of your sins, my child?" "I have been having indecent and vulgar thoughts, that distract me from my work." "What manner of thoughts?" "They are of a sexual nature, Father." "Thought...
You are laying on your back. She enters naked, drops to her hands and knees and crawls over you, stopping once her pussy and ass are directly over your face. She grabs her ass cheeks and spreads herself apart, lowers her perfect ass toward your face and hovers there for a moment while you take it in. Smell me right now. Smell my asshole. You inhale deepl...
Ah, you're finally conscious, about time. Coma patients are so boring. Don't try to move, you were hit by a car and your arms and legs were broken. Actually, what am I saying? Go ahead and try to move if you want, might be fun to see you struggle against ropes that have your arms and legs in traction. They may as well be in shackles for all you'll be able to...
Jenny, You talk like a person on the edge. Like you're leaning further and further out, gingerly probing for that spot where leaning becomes falling. You're clearly waiting for someone to push you. To say the right things. To talk you into something you already know you're going to do. You're teasing gravity, and gravity, much like me, will grow tired of...
At last Julia entered the study. This had been Robert’s domain for years and she rarely entered it, always allowing him his privacy and space. It was now nine months since his death and today she felt that the time had come to clear away the remainder of his things. The house had been sold and she had found a bright maisonette in Belsize Park which she thoug...
Note - This is really a BDSM use of a cockucking addict which involved filth, public exposure, and humiliation. If these are not your cup of tea, please move on to the next story. I met Lucia on Literotica, and she mentioned that she was coming to Toronto the next week and asked if I would be up for playing a bit. Lucia truly loves sucking cocks, as many...
I only threw a gray hoodie on when I stepped out of the building and strode into the alley. My fists were still taped from the battle and my skin just starting to show the first blotches of black and blue that would soon cover my body. The aches of battle are usually enough to free my mind of anything else but not this time. Samantha's smiling face jumps to...