Ms. Johnson, the lady next door, asked me to clean her pool once a week. It was an easy job; she had a machine that did most of the work. I only had to push it around a little and then clean the filter. The pay was decent, but I worked for reasons other than money. When I usually arrived, Ms. Johnson would still be swimming. She always wore a white bathing s...
Saturday, June 12, 2004 When Michèle woke up the next morning, it was only 7 am. She was both horny and thirsty. Quietly she sneaked out of bed, careful not to wake up Corentin, and put her T-shirt back on. She grabbed her toiletry bag and her clothes for the day: a thong bikini, jeans shorts and a white tank top. Then she went downstairs to get a drink....
(A response to Tulip's poem Wake Me Up) We sleep in the same position we are always in after a night of passion. Our naked bodies curled close together. You have your head on my right shoulder, your thick blonde hair lying on my skin, my right arm around you, your right arm across my chest, with my left arm covering yours. Our king-size bed is needed only f...
Today was the big day. I woke up around ten a.m. already horny. I woke up numerous times throughout the night due to the fact that I slept in a g string and some snug women's slacks. It was my first time sleeping in a thong and women's pants, so it was mildly stressful. Enough to wake me several times. I woke up with a semi, and my first thoughts were of fin...
With grateful thanks once again to Jeanette for her patience and understanding, also for My friends in Lit chat. Please comment and vote if you enjoy the story, I hope you do. The Gift You rush home from work slightly later than normal hoping you can get dinner and, yourself prepared for your Master, arriving home from My 3 week trip away. You are surprise...
I've altered one of my favourite stories to reflect my fantasies. I hope you like it, and I hope the original author doesn't mind. * I was sprawled out on the couch, watching some mindless show on TV and debating in my mind whether or not it was time for his first beer of the weekend. It was a cold and rainy Friday afternoon in the middle of November and I...
The memories came flooding back to me as my cock began to harden in your mouth. It had been years but it felt like just yesterday as you remembered how to please me. A warm wet tongue wrapped around my shaft as your fingers brushed my sensitive ball sac. After a few minutes you stop and we start to catch up. As I sat on the edge of the bed with a wet hard on...
My curiosity had the best of me, after reading all these Literotica stories about a married couple involved in a threesome. The internet was the perfect place to make this fantasy come true. I met Scott and Kristine in a chat room and found they were from the same area of NJ, so we decided to meet the following Friday evening for drinks. The week went slowly...
The messages arrive on your phone as you leave work: "You were too tired last night for this to be fair or effective, but you are not now." "From the moment you return home until your punishment is complete you are Slave, not Sweet young lady, once your punishment is complete you will once more be my Sweet." "Undress in the hall then and kneel by my chai...
Authors Note: 1. This is the first story, part of a series. Please read the other stories for context. 2. This novel contains more of romance, self discovery and plot building up to sex. 3. Please vote and also leave a constructive feedback or a comment. ***** Kamya lay down on her bed awake contemplating on the events that took place over the past wee...