"Dance for me." "What!?" "Dance for me." We were fooling around on the couch in my living room after work one Friday. I had just touched her breast through her blouse when I got the idea. "I don't even dance with you, I'm not going to dance for you. I don't dance." "Come on, it'll be fun." "For you maybe. Look, wasn't it enough last week?" I'd convinc...
"I should get going so you can go to bed." Bayard started to rise but she put her hand out. "Please don't. I don't feel sleepy yet. If you're not here I'll just dwell on everything and get upset. Yell at me some more to take my mind off things." She smiled at him and patted his hand. He turned his hand over and clutched hers tightly as he leaned in and kiss...
This is my first piece on literotica, and I'd love some feedback if anyone reads this! :) ***** "I swear to God he's going to break her in half." I raised my eyebrows. From my left came a man (at least I think he's a man) sporting thick stubble and bright blue eyeshadow which seemed to had taken over his face. I nodded. His short pink apron and skirt com...
This might seem mild for me, but it's a fantasy that's always with me so I decided to have some fun with it. Don't worry, I promise to be my usual dirty and nasty self for my next story… Saturday mornings were pretty routine for Don. And today he was anxious to get started, had lots to do plus a haircut. He kissed his wife, Ann, and said he'd be home a bit...
This is my first story. The story is factious. The names have been changed to protect anyone that might think I am talking about them. We fell on each other and started to laugh this was the first time I have ever touched another man before much less fuck him. Then I did the unthinkable I shoved my tongue in his mouth and we started to kiss and taste his cu...
"Fionaaa! Please hurry! We'll miss the opening ceremonies!" Daubing a final coat of rouge on her nipples and labial lips, Fiona ran to the doorway where her sisters were waiting as the shuttle glided to a stop and they scurried on board and found seats. This was her first Festival since reaching the Age of Consent when she could be a participant and not an...
This is Papabear's point of view of the events detailed in "So Wrong, So Right!" I hope you read the first story before reading this one, but this story can stand on it's own. This is a fantasy and events are fictional! This story is for "Papabear" in hopes that he knows just how much he has enriched my life! Love you, Papabear! Please vote and comment. Tha...
I'm a 36-year-old divorced guy. I've never done well with women - ever. The only thing I have going for me is that I do have a slightly larger cock than most men. But it wasn't enough to keep my wife happy for more than a couple of years. I'm dull and I know it. Until a year ago, I had only had sex with three women in my life, with no encores, except with my...
Call me Sister Dick, the cute, freckle-faced and raven-haired Mormon gal said to me, smiling as she began to undress. I nodded happily, sitting on the bed and stroking my eight-inch, uncircumcised ebony cock. Man, I've been dreaming of boning this lady for ages and now I had the chance. Sister Dick took off her black overcoat, followed by her white blouse, a...
Growing up, I didn't think of myself as any different to the other boys in the neighborhood but as we entered our twenties and started dating seriously, I realized that I wasn't satisfied with the skinny girls that we hung around with. Sex was OK but I was always left with the feeling that there should be something more. This I discovered when our next doo...