It was another night, another meaningless party. So many people were already drunk and making fools of themselves out on the dance floor. The music was blasting loud. Anita stood by the french doors holding a drink and watching the people dancing. Her best friend had forced her to this party in New York. Anita had just broken up with her boyfriend Nick and...
This story, like my last one, is a fantasy, based on real people and relationships. Of course, the names have been changed for secrecy's sake. This is going to be longer than my last one too, so hopefully I can pull it off. Sorry if it feels rushed; I was horny, impatient, and too lazy to edit it. Enjoy! I'm a young guy, just starting out on his own. I l...
Jaimie was my college room-mate, during my sophomore year. He was a theater major, fairly thin but a little soft-bodied, and almost a foot shorter than me. He hadn't even started to shave every day yet so she really looked too young for college. We got along very well, but we traveled in different circles, as they say -- I was a business major (my name, by...
[There is some very mild bathroom play in this story so if that offends anyone, they should stop here. All characters are well over 18--actually in their 20s at least.] Karen managed to leave work early Tuesday and made her way home to the spacious apartment she shared with her great friend Emily. Three other women also lived with them there; all were sub...
Joyce Randall's cell phone rang. She raced across the bedroom, the towel flapping about her mature body. She cursed as she noted the name of the caller, Ex-husbeast. Stealing her nerves for the battle that was sure to come, she hit the answer button. "Yes, Jason, what is it now?" she demanded. "I'm running a bit late. Work has been frantic this week," Joyce...
"Nice ass, them Indian girls sure got nice bums on them nowadays," Geoffrey Kean said to himself as he spotted the tall, curvy, Sari-wearing young Indian woman getting off the 95 bus at Mackenzie King Bridge in downtown Ottawa. This particularly Indian cutie strode through the crowded hallways of the Rideau Shopping Center like she owned the place, sashaying...
This story is for la osa. I hope that she realizes what she means to a guy like me. I always knew I liked her, but now I just want her with me. For me, work used to be just as boring as it is for everyone else. I would clock in, do whatever they wanted me to do for the day, and clock out. Oh I was always popular amongst all of the other people that work the...
This is my first story here in literotica, so feel free to comment, support and also enjoy my story. I was not a big fan of reading erotic stories before few months but when I came across literotica, I loved it so much that I decided to submit the stories of me and my wife. ***** My name is Rahul. Am an average looking, muscular Indian man with a very good...
Lyn, naked and her legs spread wide for everyone to see outside of the mock exam room, looked at her pussy. The diamond was about a carat and glistened in the bright lights. Lyn felt different with sweeping emotions. She knew she was naked, her legs spread for all to see. But she also could feel her pussy becoming wet. Lyn could not understand her own emot...
My name is Myra Jan Brown. My friends call me M. J. Who in hell am I? A fifty-something Black woman living in the Washington D.C. area. A graduate of the United States Military Academy at West Point and a former member of Special Ops. These days, I'm part of the Surveillance and Securities Department at the White House. The White House is party central these...