We get home from the store, with our bag of goodies. You were wet the moment we went into the store. The whole way home you had your skirt hiked up begging me to play with your wet pussy. I put my hand on your inner thigh, but I didn''t touch you. I wouldn't touch you. As soon as we are in the house you spin around and attach me. In the process you drop the...
My name is Cathy Anne Morgan. I'm a young black woman living in the city of Chicago, Illinois. I currently attend the Chicago Institute of Technology, a four-year private college. Yeah, my college days were turning out alright. Better than I expected, in fact. I'm having the time of my life! I found myself going out and most importantly getting laid a lot mo...
Part 1 - A dinner fantasy The ad said, “Extensive menu, great view, impeccable service.” I never imagined that this would be so true. I had been traveling for about ten days in California. This was my last night in Long Beach, the last stop on a pretty good trip. When I travel on my company’s expense, I usually try to keep it reasonable. But when the custo...
POSH’S DILEMMA II – Moving On. This story is a complete work of fiction. Remember the difference between fantasy and reality is as fundamental as the difference between right and wrong. This is a sequel to Posh's Dilemma. Reading Posh's Dilemma first would enhance the reading of this work as all references not accounted for in this story are covered in t...
Of course we all know that everyone who does anything roleplay-ish online from cybersex to describing taking off an overcloak to founding a house that exists only as little ones and zeros must have too much free time and not enough social skill to get along in the "real world". Right? Okay, maybe not. There certainly are people with too much free time, he...
Author's note: I didn't intend to create a series as I like to have each story stand alone. However, you may want to read "Vacation at Home" and even "Real Estate Agent" to get some more background on my summer adventures. There is some truth to the following story: the recipes! Everything else is a figment of my overactive imagination. And thanks for the fe...
Perhaps it is because I am more than 75 years old but I find the increasingly popular use of body piercings and tattoos by women to be esthetically unattractive and anti-erotic. That is, for me they are a sexual turn off. I do not object to these body mutilations on moral grounds, but because they are esthetically an abomination. A woman's natural body is a...
Author's note: This is the final chapter of The Sun I Can't See. It was originally a two parts chapter, but I merged the two into one for Literotica. So if 20000 words don't scare you, pour yourself a cup of coffee and enjoy! I would like to thank everybody who rated positively the previous chapters and left good comments. It was much appreciated. This final...
She came to my door with the sound of her husband's car engine still idling outside our building; the air in our hall was still heavy with the melodrama of his florid cologne when I opened the door to his wife's brazen invitation to adultery. Her sari whispered against her caramel skin as she unwrapped her body like a gift, and I could still taste her little...
She was a simple country girl even though she had long left her girlishness behind many years ago. Her life was a whirl of domesticity as her love of cooking and craft could attest to. But something was missing from this rural bliss. She hungered for something that at first she couldn't describe. Her day to day work and home life lacked flavour. It was like...