I saw Goody-goody sitting there with his head buried in a book, as we walked into my boyfriend's apartment. I called him Goody-goody, but he was really just my boyfriend's roommate. He was smart, he was shy, and he never took advantage of any of my advances. After that, he became Goody-goody and what I wanted most of all, was to corrupt him, make him bad. Li...
Bad habits are hard enough to break on your own, but when friends or acquaintances encourage more activity it's even harder. After I took Donna home from the Dark Horse, we bathed together and I comforted my wife for the entire weekend. We made love several times and each time it was just us: man and wife rekindling the fires that brought us together in the...
Freya couldn't believe it. Rhys had supposedly planned the perfect third date, each of them knowing what a third date meant. She'd dressed well for the evening, and Rhys had looked handsome. He'd trimmed up his thick dark curls, and he wore a blazer that accentuated his lean frame. The restaurant had been delicious, though she had to admit that she had pro...
I wasn't expected at the mansion until late to give the Lord Antony an estimate for redecorating his house. I am his regular decorator so taking the liberty of walking straight in was standard. With no one downstairs I took a peek upstairs to see if the Lord was around. Then I heard a sort of swishing sound and not quite making out what is was I quietly o...
My wife Beth was normally a conservative type. Although she was a very passionate woman in bed, rarely did she ever divulge her sexual fantasies to me. The only one she ever really discussed was the idea of having sex with two men while I watched. Under normal circumstances, this would have bothered me, but as our relationship grew, I became more secure in k...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 11: An Hour Before Mass (Copyright 2000 by Paul. All rights reserved). Click Here to listen to Chapter 1. Click Here to listen to Chapter 2. Chapter 1 1916. I walked along the path, between the gravestones in the Catholic cemetery. Recognising a name here and there. People I'd known and liked. I stopped and looked down at...
For a message from Just Plain Bob go to www.literotica.com/forum/showthread.php?t=431176 * My wife Joyce was a virgin when we married and I might as well have been one considering how little sexual experience I had. The novelty of sex itself kept us pretty occupied for the first couple of years. Most of our experimenting was along the lines of position cha...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Alex sets up a new website where the avatars become puppet slaves for the players, but a strange visitor to the site changes everything. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Alice surprised herself at how rapidly she was able to adjust to her new situation in life now that she was no longer being tortured night...
"Knock...knock!" "Who's there?" "Andy!" "Andy who?" "Andy's got breakfast for you." Shit! thought Bree, laying in bed listening to the corny exchange of words. As always, she had waken up feeling horny. What time is it? She crawled over Debbie, and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. Ouch! Her pussy hurt. She stumbled to the full length window, and...
Leaping from the Cliff It wasn't a long ride out to the rock cliff that Jessica had found inviting. She had remembered the day the photo was taken. They had gone there to enjoy a picnic, a bit of frolicking and eventually the plan had been to make love, but someone had other plans. She giggled, remembering how terrible Bailey felt for showing up at the "wro...