It had been two weeks since I had fucked that beautiful blonde bombshell with the amazing ass. I couldn't stop thinking about her warm, wet pussy wrapped around my pulsing cock; my hands rubbing her smooth cheeks. The way she desperately bounced up and down begging for every inch; her gorgeous tits swaying inches from my face...god I had died and gone to hea...
A fellow Literotica reader enjoyed reading Traveling with Charlene, my two-part story about a co-worker whom I fantasized about for years. We finally consummated our relationship during my last business trip in Phoenix. He asked to hear about the adventure from Charlene's point of view. This is the second part of her story. ---------------------------------...
There was a woman I would encounter with some regularity in a free party line, who would go private with me and get into some amazingly HOT play. She was a 'switcher', that is she could be very submissive, and very dominant. We were not into the so-called abusive play, but into the sensual instruction type. This woman would get her videos on, typically of le...
One of the ways I saved money during my undergraduate years at the University of Texas was to live in my car. That meant that I had to find a place to shower. I had a choice of showering at the gym, the Y, to my great delight, an old, pink-salmon tiled shower room in the basement of the library. The library was originally part of the Facilities building, so...
"Mmmm, you like that?" asked Sandra as she lay across me on the bad, her hand playing with my cock. "Yes," I said quietly. "Mmm, I know you do. I can feel you getting hard." Said Sandra. "You love it when I take charge don't you?" "Yes, I love it..." I said, feeling a wave of pleasure as she continued to stroke my cock. "Yeah. You'd do anything to please...
Cody bit his lip as he looked over towards the shop, a little anxious about their planned endeavour but not wanting to come off as uncool to his friends, "Are you sure this is a good idea?" he asked. His friends grinned and laughed, playfully nudging him as they made their way towards the shop as a group, "Aw come on Cody!" one of them jested, "You aren't a...
Sara once again found herself seated in the leather wingback chair of her therapist's waiting room. Only a week had passed since she had snuck out through the back exit, box of gifted sex toys in hand, quite confident that she wouldn't be returning. She had returned, though, and her second visit to the quiet, comfortable waiting room had her feeling more rel...
I get home from work to my NYC apartment and I'm stressed out. Of course I am, I've worked 40 hours this week and it's only Wednesday. I Walk straight to my bed, plop down on the edge of it, grab my bowl from my nightstand, and take my first hit of the day. Deep breath in and as I exhale I can start to feel my day and it's worries falling away. I'm 27, whi...
Chapter one: I'm a retired older gentleman who worked for forty years, most of it in Central California. My next door neighbors for the past 15 years, Don and Jen, moved up to Portland, and their house recently sold. One of the selling points is a small oval shaped swimming pool in the backyard and side deck that abuts up to my fence where Jen used to sunba...
Chapter Two "I hate football." Libby was shivering, even in her oversized matching gold and blue scarf and knit hat and mittens, all with the U of M logo on them. She seemed so small sitting next to him. "You're cold." Henry started taking off his jacket for her, but she stopped him, shaking her head and sliding her body closer, as close as she could, the...