"Fuck. That lazy prick. There he is again lying on the fucking couch with his laptop on his chest looking at God knows what. I wish he'd just do something. Anything!" I am Jenny Jones, a fifty-year-old wife and mother. When I saw my husband, Steve, on the couch, again, those were my thoughts. He had been on his annual 6-week holiday and it was the last week...
As she pulled herself up and almost all of the way off of his large, black cock and slid her wet pussy down again, she thought, 'Oh, my god! I'm married. I shouldn't be doing this, but it feels so good.' She pulled up until her pussy lips grabbed only the massive head. down "Oh, my god! It's so fucking deep inside of me!" up "but, I'm on my honeymoon!" d...
Thanks to all the authors, old and new, who have stepped up their storytelling during the Wuhan, China Covid-19 outbreak. Thanks to Vickitvohio for editing this story and fixing my many mistakes and allowing me to submit a much more enjoyable story. Most of all, thanks to the anonymous Literotica member who has sent several feedback emails. Over the last t...
"Jack and Coke" Miles Hudgens said to the older overweight man behind the bar who just nodded and began to prepare the drink. The hotel bar was much nicer than the ones he had been to in the past. It wasn't the atmosphere that made him choose the Caruso. He really could have cared less what the bar looked like as long as the room was acceptable for the price...
It didn't start in high school. It could have I suppose, but it didn't. Melissa was in my class (class of 92 if you need to know), but we never dated. Friendly yes, but we moved in different social circles. My main squeeze from the tenth grade to graduation was Pauline French, but Paulie went back east to go to college and I stayed home and went to State and...
There are times when you take my breath away. This was one of them. I had been wondering about what lay in store as I'd showered and dressed. Pop out for a meal. What exactly had that meant? Were you thinking of some quiet little place, maybe romantic, out of the way somewhere? Or were you planning somewhere more central, where we could be seen by anyone yo...
"I...hate you...so much...right now." I was flat on my back hyperventilating; too exhausted to think, let alone move. "Hey, I wanted to stay home and fuck you all afternoon, this was your idea." Shane looked down on me with an amused smirk. "Now get up. This floor is full of sweat and germs." "Germs are irrelevant, since I'm going to die here." I had foo...
"Why has Aunt Harriet not come back to haunt me?" After a few days to process being fucked for the very first time Maria Blanco felt really alone. Even stepping back into her own bedroom for the first time in three days she found the courage to overcome her fear of the multitude of sexually active ghosts, having met quite a few the other night. Not real gho...
Back home Dee was soon back into the old routine. Looking after David and ferrying her children around to their various social and sporting commitments put paid to what little free time she had outside her teaching duties. The only exception, of course, was when she was asleep. It was then that he came to her. His presence, the almost magnetic attraction sh...
Norah sat in Paul’s office trying to figure out why he had called them in. They were waiting for Evan, who was still on the phone with a client. She knew that Paul, Jim, Kurt, and the other partners were aware of her problems with Evan, but she thought that she had successfully kept her disagreements with her coworker to a minimum. Now, she guessed, Paul wan...