Chapter 3 My First Male Penetration As I arrived at the beach, I noticed Henry; the handsome guy I had met the previous evening was on the beach as well. I wasn't sure if Henry would remember me, so I was nervous about just going up to him, so I found a nice spot on the sand behind and slightly to the left of where Henry was stretched out tanning. If I lay...
Adrian knew something was wrong as he gathered up his laundry basket, detergent and softener for the trip down to the laundry room of his building. Flip flops slapping his feet gently as he walked, bare chested in thin sweatpants down the stairs to the basement. The nagging feeling was still there as he set his loads of clothes spinning and sat down, opening...
Most people think that silk is the most erotic material but I think cotton is sexier, well at least as sexy, although it depends on what I'm wearing and where I'm wearing it. I love to go out wearing a little, cotton, summer dress with nothing underneath, something light and short that I can feel the breeze flirting with as I walk along the street. It's got...
Since the holiday in my story "Holiday Park Slut" (She writes under her own name of slut Kathy on the Literotica site), Kathy and me have enjoyed quite an active sex life, carrying on her liking for gangbangs. She has had several sessions in car parks, local parkland, and at home. The last one being with a group of workmen who were sorting out the electricit...
I sat in my cramped seat watching the other passengers come on board, struggling with their carry-on luggage, crawling slowly down the aisle, one after the other. Despite the late night departure time, this was going to be a full flight, like all flights during the holiday period. It's usually interesting to try to guess which of the boarding passengers will...
If you haven't read 'Emily's First Solo Holiday' and 'Emily's Home Life Changes' I suggest that you read them before reading this. Part 01 Before I tell you about my second solo holiday I think that it's best that I tell you about some of the things that Jack has been making me do since I wrote about how my home life has changed. I think that it's right t...
This is a Nude Day contest story. Please vote. Writer ponders the reason for Nude Day, when every day is Nude Day. * Admittedly, I'm a pervert but, sadly, I'm not a pervert in good standing. Doubly ashamed, for being a pervert and for not being a pervert in good standing, unable to do anything right, I no longer know where I fit or don't fit in society....
We had barely stopped arguing from the moment we'd arrived at the transfer station. I'd packed too many bags to carry; we were having the wrong lunch; no I hadn't packed a hairbrush for him because it's his goddamned hair not mine; bicker, bicker, snip, snap, squabble. He looked at me with an expression of, what was it, hate? No, not quite. It was worst than...
Chapter 2: Re-Training I awoke alone and hungry. The cereal Master had given me the night before had done nothing to fill me up and this morning I was ravenous - especially after the punishment I had been given last night. My body was aching in ways I didn't know it could, and I had to remind myself that I had brought it all upon myself. I had come without...
CHAPTER 7 My time as a wife with three husbands did not last as long as I expected. We were visited by some students from the Agricultural College because of our rare breeds and farming practice within a national park. This included a young woman called Mabel. She and Bart somehow clicked, and she visited during vacations for a sort of working holiday. Nat...