Two bi-curious women exchange private messages on Literotica forums and discover that they are curious no more. WICKED_SHARON: Anyone out to play today? NAUGHTY_TRACEY: Only me it would appear but if your would like to chat I would be glad to. I'm quite new here, 42, married and becoming very bi curious. WICKED_SHARON: I am also new here, mum and married...
The week went by rather quickly, it was already Wednesday night and I was walking Achilles through the neighborhood. As we neared our townhome, I saw Susan's door open. Her eighteen year old, Jackie came bounding out carrying an overnight bag. "Hi Jackie!" I called out. Jackie turned and jogged over to Achilles and me, dropped to her knees and hugged Achille...
This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such. * Everybody was speechless, after seeing that. Even Lucy. I should say especially Lucy. She just sat there, with her mouth hanging open. A true su...
Molly was not the innocent little thing this guy thought she was. She knew she had to stop playing shy at the start, she was giving the wrong impression. She had come across this before. Guys her age were never prepared for her. She had a tendency to scare them off. This guy was older though; he might be up for something more adventurous. She was a little d...
Part 4 – Crucible Michelle stared at him, not hiding the defiance she was feeling. In their time together, she'd rarely cried and certainly never begged. She now fully understood the challenge she'd accepted. He wanted to break her, and she had a choice to either endure or quit. In her heart she knew she would not be broken, and quitting meant losing, so he...
So. My name is Taralee. My story begins at the end of summer, 1964. Less than a year before, my city had been convulsed by the assassin's bullet that shattered our dream of the American Camelot: the unimaginable assassination of John F. Kennedy, followed by Jack Ruby's live-on-TV gunshot that created a generation's worth of conspiracy theories, then the...
I had known Debbie since she was a very small child, when her mother, Rachel, had moved in next door following her divorce. Over the years I had watched Debbie grow and blossom into a very attractive and poised young woman, and I have to admit that I had often fantasised about what it would be like to see her naked, especially in the summer on those rare sun...
Kate called Tim, “Could you come over, Tim? Deb and I have a new game we want to try out.” Kate had told Tim about some of the games she and Deb played, but they were always confined to the two of them. He never expected to be invited to participate! His mind was racing as he drove over to their house. Tim rang the door bell and waited. In a few moments Ka...
Written in British English, unfortunately I don't have an editor so apologies for any errors I've missed. Just a naughty little short as I take a break from writing my rugby series. I love cycling. P.S. Don't be worried if I'm behind you, on your wheel. I rarely letch at someone else's arse in real life. Honest. x *** Adara watched his buttocks moving,...
I should mention that with all her stroking and handling me, she did not use lube of any kind. Instead she applied liberal quantities of talc (actually cornstarch) to everything involved. She had a large container on the table, and would dip her hand in it before and during any procedure. "It's less messy." she told me. I liked the feel. Made a note to self:...