Her back arched in a bow, strung by Ezekiel's masterful touch. Tibby panted, struggling to hold onto any coherent thought. He mouthed her nipple, flicking the distended nub that seemed to have a direct connection to the secret place between her thighs. She scissored them together in a desperate attempt to feel any kind of friction. She felt Ezekiel smile aro...
The story so far: This is a fantasy I have about my wife, Amy. In the first part I introduced her to Mike, a guy I met online and had talked to about fucking my wife, though she didn't know that. I had hoped they would hit it off and after quite a few drinks they fucked (which I watched). She ended up spending most of the weekend with him and now, it seemed...
Boobs. Tits. Jugs. Mams. Stan's mind was always on the same subject. When he was younger he had noticed that certain pretty women on TV made him "tingly" and others did not. It didn't take him long to figure out that seeing that cleavage, or those twin mounds packed into a sweater was what set him off. The town swimming pool and the beach were his favorite p...
AUTHORS NOTE: As I approach my 500th story submission which will be my final one, I thought back to all the times that I had sex while partially clothed. I decided to write about those experiences as I found those times to be risky, thrilling and exciting. The thought of being discovered by other people while having partially clothed sex added to the excitem...
"Next Thursday at two o'clock will be perfect...Thank you so much, I will see you then," I said as I hung up the phone and leaned over to put it back on the nightstand. I looked down at my husband who was still dutifully lapping away at my pussy and smiled. "You gave me a nice cum before the phone rang, slave," I said as I pulled up a bit. "What I want to k...
I opened my eyes and looked down to find two pairs of gorgeous blue eyes staring back at me. My pets usually slept later than I did, but the twins had only been here three days now. With Fakahina being half way around the world, their bodies still hadn't completely adjusted to the time change. As much as I enjoyed having their luscious bodies pressed up agai...
This story is a sequel to my previous story "The Irishman at the End of the Bar". I'd recommend reading that for the continuity. I would further like to the give a special shout to everyone who helped make the last story more successful than I ever imagined it could be. I never dreamed it would rank as all time number one for the genre on Literotica. I don't...
With a sigh, a stretch, and a groan, Gianna turned her computer off and put her stuff back in her bag. Half a year ago she found the perfect articling position. It wasn't happy work, but a law firm that handled family law allowed her to occasionally help children and that was very important to her. She hadn't really made any friends since she moved to the b...
"Y'all tell Gigi and Big Dad bye," instructed the thirty-one year old father of two. "Bye, bye," said the older one - a girl of four. The younger kid, a boy aged two, began to pout. "Come on now, Maverick. Stop actin'. You know you're goin' to a birthday party,' ' Josh Myers reminded his son. "It's okay, Mav! Gigi will come see you later," Lori Myers att...
I had been surprised how soft his hands were as they ran over my stomach. For someone who did construction and landscaping it was odd. My late husband's hands had always been rough and callused when he was the grounds keeper, despite my forcing him to moisturize regularly, but Marcello's hands were as soft as one of my sisters. Zara had surprised me with he...