She felt it then. A tingling that ran across her skin, tantalising the senses so that she shuddered with pleasure. Was it true that humans still felt such animal instincts? She was alone of course, but was she observed, was she truly being watched? Was that feeling of being caressed by someone's eyes real or just the air cooling her back as she unzipped her...
I'll tell you my story. I was just an ordinary freckle faced kid until puberty. then things started to change. I became really popular. By graduation my classmates had all found me to be intelligent, witty, and charming while my tits grew and grew. By college I was tall too and could rest them on the shoulders of a short guy ahead of me on the cafeteria line...
Disclaimer: I have never been to a Lit party, so this is just my fantasy. Similarly, what happens to tigerjen is fiction. She challenged me to write this, and agreed to be a character, but it is my fiction only. It is not an attack on, nor a realistic depiction of her. So here I was, at the Literotica Halloween Party. Not my usual scene, but I knew it was...
That afternoon with Cindy I reached new levels of depravity. Looking back on it I still blush to think of how easily I was persuaded to let all my barriers down and give in to the wild, filthy desires she had unlocked in me. Cindy wanted to be dominated by me for a change and I discovered that though I am undeniably and invariably submissive with men, I can...
I was really excited about my 3 month trip to noida. I was finally going to live out my fanatsy of being dressed like a girl full time. A little about myself i am a guy 18 year old, i am really into crossdressing and bdsm. And my only chamce to live this fantasy was my this trip to noida. When i arrived in noida the first thing i did is took out my only pair...
At the Beach © 2019 Victor Cabana God! She is SO gorgeous! Just lying there on her stomach beside me on the nearly deserted beach, her petite, shapely buttocks just sitting there, jutting up, taunting me, scarcely confined by her blue bikini bottoms. Her angelic face, framed by sun-streaked blond hair, is towards me, eyes closed. My left hand, still ting...
Nipplemania: - An Advanced Guide for Pain-sluts and Their Partners NOTE: This article is for entertainment purposes only. The author assumes absolutely no responsibility or liability resulting from employment of any of the thoughts expressed herein. * After spanking, nipple torment is probably the most widely practiced S &M activity. It runs the gamut fr...
I walk into the office, anxious to unload the weight of the week. As I walk in, I am immediately startled when I see your dark hair from behind, pressed against the chair. Clearly not the doctor I am used to seeing. Timid, I sit down on the couch. We exchange introductions as you explain you are filling in for my normal doctor. I stare at you, my mouth gappi...
The Ramifications of Yet Another Season of Flaming Denial Yes, this was the perfect deal: neither of them would tell on the other. Perfect. They could sit here for hours, drooling over the facts of the situation and sharing memories. Photographs. Lovers details. But neither of them would have to admit to the free world that they still held unvoiced- well, u...
"What do you think you're doing here?" Stacy and her friends looked around wildly and, seeing a vague figure in the distance charging towards them, ran without a second thought in the opposite direction. They were trespassing, after all, and they'd already tipped over two cows. Her long black braid whipping side to side in the cool night air, Stacy sprinte...