After breakfast, I felt more than a little horny, to put it mildly, as did Sherry, and the wink that she gave me indicated plenty of her agenda, if nothing else. I took Brittany by the hand and led her to the kitchen counter, where I parted her cheeks and put some butter on...and in...her asshole as well as on my dick. A few strokes into her bottom with my f...
It was a warm summers day in the sleepy Yorkshire village of Emmerdale. Despite its picture postcard image, the village was a real hot spot for all kinds of sexual behaviour. It housed Gays, Lesbians, Fetish and Wife Swapping couples, oh and of course straight sex, between men and women. If looks could deceive, this village was a master of deception. Yet i...
Jimmy dug through his sock draw looking for the bag of Hashish that lay hidden there since Christmas. He held it up to the light. It held a goodly amount of the good stuff, the stuff that he had paid premium dollars to get, and the stuff that makes non-believers see God. He was saving it for a special day. He couldn't think of another day more special to use...
Although I love flying I tend to get a little claustrophobic if I am not sat in a window seat; hence my dismay when Adele and I checked in at Mo'bay airport to find that our pre booked seats had not, after all, been pre booked. An argument with the large native girl at the check in didn't help and so we boarded the 747 with me feeling a little dismayed that...
Note: This is a story inspired by one of my favorite writers on Literotica - Quin. I like all his stories, but in particular, I like 'How Naughty Shall I Be', and this is my adaptation of the story in an Indian context. I hope i can be at last half as good as Quin was. * "Tarun." my wife said one night after dinner after putting our 8-year old son Apu to b...
Men like to have sex with many women; are women the same? My mind was roiling with all sorts of emotions but my husband who started it all swept his mind clear and was watching cricket on TV with a screwed up face of a man totally absorbed. I felt very tender towards him. I moved closer to him and kissed him on the cheek. He held me by the shoulder and kiss...
I was looking over the Sturgis Rally web sites the other night and discovered two sites ran by a couple very cute women. So I decided that I would write a short story about them (Charity and Brandi) enjoying the warm August sun in my home state of South Dakota. I am not connected in anyway to Sturgisbabe.com or NakedBiker.com. My name is Bill Davis and th...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. It is a fantasy and as such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. With historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual p...
Sophie Chaudhary stepped into his room and stood a few feet away "What do you think, Sir?" Romeo looked up. Sophie had put on a grey strapless dress that had filmy material over her tits and around her crotch area. The rest of the dress was thin and clingy. A long slit went all the way from her ankle to her waist, baring her left leg completely even when sh...
The story is a continuation of "Could a Dream become Reality?" which explored the tentative steps made by Greg and Angela towards their first swinging experience. ***** "I love you." These words bubbling from my mouth seemed so inadequate; however I habitually used them far more often since our first swinging experience. A cynic might suggest that I was...