"Have you checked the comments on the last pictures we uploaded on the Web site?" Pamela asked addressing Robert and Vanessa. It was Saturday and they were just finishing lunch at Robert and Vanessa's house. They'd eaten out in the back yard and it had been more like a picnic. Pamela had fixed pastrami and roast-beef sandwiches and they had spread a blanket...
Note: If you haven't already, read The Grieving Process Ch 01 & 02, which are prequels to this story. As soon as I knew that I'd be back in town again, in addition to contacting Theresa, I also let Emily know that we'd finally be back together physically once again. After all of the time we'd spent naked together during my previous visit, we'd since been li...
Phil walked down the track toward the beach, guitar in one had, and towel in the other. It was a pleasantly warm Saturday afternoon and so far he hadn't made it to any beach this vacation. Passing the last of the dunes he emerged onto the white sand and looked about. Despite the weather there were not too many people about. Strolling casually down the beach...
I stood in the shower, warm water cascading on my body, gently soaping my breasts, teasing my nipples, thinking about what had just happened and what the night might bring. I started to feel a tingling in my pussy. I reached down with one hand, found my clit and started to play with it while massaging my breasts with the other. It felt so good. I love havi...
The Sorority Sisters, Fuck-Toy Tori, No.1 Public Sex at Wal-Mart Introduction: Tori came to me one week before this event. She had found me through my Literotica site, so she knew what she wanted from me. After a simple exchange, she put it this way: "I'm looking forward, with nervousness, to submitting to you." After gathering the usual information I c...
I am starting this story, if it is a story, in no particular place. That's because I have no particular story. Take your chances. I am starting with something I think about, once in a while, but it happened a decade and a half ago. I am sitting in the living room of our two-bedroom suite at college, my sophomore year. It's a college in Providence, Rhode...
Chapter IV - The Morning After Jill woke early Wednesday morning. She reached back and gently massaged her buttocks. They were still a bit sore, but much better than it had been the night before. It was unbelievable how much last night's punishment had turned her on. She'd never had a high tolerance for pain, but somehow, that only seemed to heighten the in...
Usher's newest album is pure sex. I'm listening to "That's what it's made for" and the brief spoken interlude that sounds like a clip from a porn script, complete with breathy intonations that I know so well, has gotten me turned on. I've been in rare form this week; every single night, I've found myself browsing this or that story on Literotica (yes, I've b...
Back down in reception, Carrie-Anne is smoking my joint. "Good timing. Brunch is ready. Did you enjoy that?" I take the joint from her and smile. "I surely did. Guess I passed, right?" She hops off the counter, takes my hand and leads me to the restaurant. "You passed. With flying colours". Well, of course I did. We sit down in comfortable leather chai...
Our naked bodies lie entwined, caressing, pressing against each other. Our breathing grows harder and we both begin to moan gently. You stroke my hair. I brush my moist lips against yours. I lick my way inside your mouth, then suck on your tongue, taking its tip between my lips. I suck my way down, then back. Our tongues play with each other. My kisses trave...