It's close to nightfall, but the sun still carries enough weight in this town to make the sweat roll down your back. As I watch you walk to your car, I admire how the sun accentuates your skin, and somehow makes you more beautiful. As you open your trunk and unload your shopping bags, I step forward. "Excuse me, miss. I have to ask you a few questions." Th...
Author's note: Again thanks for the constructive comments about my last submission. And thanks to Literotica for a chance to practice my writing for so many readers amongst the LW viewers. Below is yet another story about people who DO NOT live next door. It includes a mismatched husband and wife who get a divorce and a bit of pain. The dance instruc...
I want to thank The Style Guy and my good friend J for helping me turn this story into something I'm really proud of. Without you both it would be just alright. So thanks! ********************************* I sit down on my towel on the warm sand next to you, slowly grasping the bottom of my sundress. I pull it up my milky white thighs, skimming my voluptuo...
I've been married for six years now to the most wonderful husband named Tom. He takes care of me emotionally, sexually, and financially, so I never even considered cheating on him. However, my promiscuity started almost by itself with no real thought about it on my part. But before I go on, let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Cheri and I'm 30...
Fred found both his fears and secret desires realized when he travels to a job interview. Little did he know he would encounter the "Queen of Panties" and begin to worship before her throne. The company Lear jet had begun circling the LA airport as Fred woke from his nap. His short sleep had been punctuated with dreams and fantasies of a very sexual nature....
Tom always thought of himself as quite a ladies man. He was smoothie, good looking and always with a good looking woman on his arm. A different woman every night was quite normal for him and he was envied by every man and desired by every woman. How he ever kept it straight Lord only knew, but it must have been quite the mental challenge. It was his underest...
Jayne Mansfield was in a quandary. The sexy blonde star didn't know whether to be flattered or scared out of her wits. The tribe of warrior women who had captured her were treating her far better, sexually at least, than some of her husbands or many lovers had, but she was still a prisoner. Ever since she had been placed in the brightly painted wooden struct...
"You know, I've had a crush on you for ages," Steve Mondesir said haltingly as he sat across Soeur Rosie Normand, the six-foot-tall, dark-skinned, curvaceous and absolutely gorgeous Haitian MILF he'd worshipped from afar for ages. Ever since he first saw her at the Brockton Haitian Adventist Church in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts, he'd been smitten wi...
Nch nch nch nch nch. The beat blasts a powerful rhythm of a popular, top-40 type of music. Nch Nch Nch Nch. From the entryway the stage is at the furthest wall, about fifteen feet in. It's not a very large room but the white-on-black glittery walkway extends from one end to the other in a straight line. Mirrors stretch the entire length except for the four-f...
"Doc, I'm constipated and I've tried everything to overcome this blockage that I've got down below but nothing seems to work, I feel bloated, like my ass is on fire," Suzanne Moreau said with a sigh, as she looked at Dr. Francis Duchene. The tall, broad-shouldered, gorgeously dark-skinned and ruggedly handsome physician nodded with empathy, as was his custom...