Wolfram Warthog is actually my dart shooting name. The preferred and best darts for the professional dart shooter are tungsten darts. If you check the atomic symbol for tungsten it is a, "W." The W is for its old English name wolfram. I like the sound of wolfram, better then tungsten. It provides me visions of a wolf ramming a ram. "Yowlllllllleee" I'm not a...
Description: Kate gets a taste of her own medicine when two of her rowers show her what it's like from their side of the boat, what it's like to be submissive. In the coxswain seat she is in control, off the water it's fair play. (I found this recently, apparently I was quite the horny virgin at the ripe age of sixteen. It still cracks me up, especially whe...
It was no wonder my wife, who was, at the time my girlfriend, had been wet between her legs. The shy naïve girl had been having mutual masturbation with a fifty-year-old man who was a friend of her father. Now she was about to tell me what else she did with him. Although, in spite of all the other things she had confessed, this seemed to disturb me most. Rig...
What initially struck me about him was how he walked into a room and immediately assessed you from head to toe in a way that dripped machismo and sexism. I am sure this behavior is explained in great detail in some policy manual as harassment of some kind. And worse, he would follow his assessment by patting your shoulder. He did it in a way that left you...
Vickie ran away from home because her stepdad had a hard-on. This was the thought she had standing on the side of Route 29, her thumb hitched out like a question mark. In her daypack: the other miniskirt, two pair of panties, a pair of jeans, a couple of t-shirts, a wool Mexican poncho, Billy's grey hiking socks, a toothbrush, a bottle of Prell, a baggie of...
While riding my Harley through Southern Illinois recently I decided to pull off in a small town and have a beer. I cruised the main street of the little town of Harrisburg until I spotted the neon beer advertisements in a widow and knew I had found my stop. I rolled up and parked right outside the front door and proceeded into the bar. When I open the doo...
The sunlight came through the open curtains as soon as the sun was up because of the direction the room faced. We had neglected to close them before collapsing into bed the night before after our sexual marathon. I rolled my head over and looked at the clock – 6:00 A.M.. Sue was lying close to me and I could feel the warmth of her body as she slept. She ha...
Hungerford Bridge on a Friday evening. The sun beats down and I have Radiohead in my ears to hypnotise me against the minor irritancies of City life as I hurry my way to the train station at the end of a long week. Ambling tourists criss-cross my path to admire the view of the City of London, while I behind my shades admire their breasts, their legs, their t...
The redheaded petite girl sat on the in her seat on the airplane, having just returned from a week with her black lover and couldn't wait to see her husband, Roger. She had been married 11 years, had a trim body, small breasts and until recently, had never known another male. A month ago, her husband had encouraged Daniel, a business associate that he knew f...
Hi Guys Well, I've dipped my toes as you might say, with Joan's story, "Horny Holiday Fun", I have left in, below the source of the stories, as I introduce Ethel's Tale, well, her first tale as I am sure she will have more adventures to tell us about. My name is Julie; a long time reader of Literotica, one of a small group of similar ladies, all of us frie...