{Author's note: Remember, it's just a fantasy} I awoke the next morning to Jan stirring, her leg still draped across me and her sloppy and well used pussy, practically glued to my leg. Still groggy, I reflected on the past evenings events, and soon felt a familiar stirring between my legs. What a crazy night – my wife enflamed with passion, or was it fueled...
Average, that's pretty much how I saw myself. Brown hair, brown eyes, busty for sure, but could stand to either lose 20 pounds or grow 4 inches. Nothing particularly remarkable about me but what I lack in the supermodel, standard cutesy looks department, I probably make up for in personality. Great. Just how every woman wants to be described: "she's not real...
Sex And Moonshine Parody Slap Yo Mama Moonshine Headquarters... My Backyard, Malibu, California... Everyone is looking at my aunt Beth Chapman, who runs my Moonshine biz for me. She's sampling the new batch... new recipe taste test. She chugs a mouthful, swishes it around in her mouth... and swallows it. "Best batch ever." Everyone erupts into cheers and...
I'd like to thank Randi for her editorial help with my story. Any subsequent mistakes are mine alone. I'd also like to thank Literotica for hosting this event. This is a work of fiction, artistic licence has been employed, so any relationship with UK/EU laws is not guaranteed 100%. "A little variation". At least, that's what she told me. It would be nothin...
Julia woke up early. Looking over to see Rod snoring his head off, his bare shoulder peeking out from the blanket, she felt a strange agitation and quickly got up. Maybe if she got cracking on a big breakfast for everyone, a certain modicum of normalcy might return to what had become a very peculiar household. She was busy at work on omelets for the three...
Chapter 9 The boarding area for flight 2233 Non-Stop from New York to Rome was not crowded. A few people milled about, getting their last good stretch for nine hours. It was late, or early depending upon how you marked the passage of time. The gate attendant was happy, this was her last flight of the day and she was looking forward to putting a long shift...
The alarm clock rang, and Jenny rolled over with a groan to press snooze. Her wife of ten years, Vanessa, groaned back, moving to Jenny to nuzzle against her. They laid there for a few more minutes, the cobwebs of sleep clearing slowly from Jenny's brain. "Morning," Vanessa murmured. Jenny murmured back, turning over again, face to face with Vanessa. She...
This is the final chapter of THE REALTOR. I have enjoyed all the comments readers have emailed to me especially those from a former Real Estate agent who had similar experiences. I would certainly enjoy hearing more about her encounters and I also encourage her to write about them for all to read. Here is the last chapter as Lillian helps me find the servic...
The debate still rages as to whose fault it was. My husband Hank thinks you can't blame anybody but Sarah. "She's the slut after all," he argues. Tracy and Bill, Sarah's parents, blame Sean. "The boy hasn't learned cock control, yet. If you've got a foot long schlong, you can't walk around with it sticking out like a baseball bat!" Jill and Dave defend...
Chapter 2: The Strip Club Audition "OK, it's all set," I said as I set the phone back onto the charger. "She's game and told me to tell you that it'll be great. Don't worry; I really think you'll like her. It's gonna be quite a night. And hey, remember Vegas...," and I put my arm around my wife's shoulders. "Oh I don't know about this," Anna said nervously...