Sunlight poured through the bedroom window by the time Max dragged himself out of bed the next morning. He pulled on some gym shorts and a tshirt and made his way downstairs. The previous night's activities flashed in Max's mind like a movie as he winced from the pain from his hangover. He hoped Sharon and Carla would bond but last night was far more than he...
My story happened about a year before. My name is Sakunthala. I am 36 now and even now I am considered to be attractive and have always taken good care of myself. I'm proud to say most men find my pretty face attractive, i own desi large breasts (38 d), bit flabby stomach and especially my firm booty and thighs draw more attention, although I have to admit I...
"So, this is quite the big, happy family, I see," the cruise director, a sultry Asian woman in what looked to be her early forties, smiled as she saw us walk onto the cruise ship. "I'll say," Rachel laughed, winking at our hostess in a surprisingly risqué manner ... I assumed that it was only playful, of course. I didn't really get a good look at our direc...
This is the second story of Jean and her continuing experiences of group sex. It is not often that I write a sequel to stories, despite numerous requests from readers. But Jean is one of those characters who has stayed in my head. I had a lot of reaction to the first story and I am sure anonymous will be back to tell me what is wrong with this story too. A...
I'll be honest. After all, isn't that sort of the whole point of this place? To be a place where we can finally be honest? And in all honesty, I just don't get the appeal of wanting to read about somebody's first time. To me, it's a hell of a lot more fun to read about when at least one or more has a clue beyond a general idea of what goes where. But, maybe...
MPC14: Julia Gets a Proposition It was snowing hard when they crossed into the U.P. Huge white flakes drifted down from steel grey clouds pregnant with moisture. On either side of the long straight strip of blacktop huge piles of snow had been pushed off the road in seemingly endless wind rows. And beyond the snow banks rank upon rank of balsam, hemlock, wh...
*** Chapter 1 *** Carol was sitting on her living room sofa going through her bills in her panties and bathrobe on a Saturday morning. She wrote a check for $143.97 for her electric bill. $82.06 for her phone bill. $53.20 for her cable bill. And she paid her Master Card down by $50. Then there was the junk mail. A dating service sent her a special offer j...
This is my entry in the Literotica Winter Holiday Contest. Copyright LesLumens - 2006 This is an edited version, containing a line accidentally left out of the original submission. The portrayal of Native Americans in this tale is from the perspective of a scared young woman, and is thus skewed from reality. ~~()()()()()()()()()()~~ Nebraska — Winter, Lat...
Day Eleven: Showers The next morning passed without incident, though at slopping-out we heard some sort of fracas, out of sight round a corner of the corridor. Our shaves passed Raymond's inspection, and breakfast and lunch came and went without further announcements or hostility. As Showers approached I grew nervous and excited, all the suppressed sexual t...
Dinner was a rather raucous affair, with awards to the various kids who had won races and "awards of merit" to all the other kids too. Lots of ice cream, shouting, and so on. By the end of dinner and the festivities, I was beat. I was sitting in one of the overstuffed chairs in the lodge's main room and falling asleep when I felt someone sit on the arm of th...