Lois and Mae Hi, my name is Mae. I am 21, a freshmen in college and most people say I have a rockin' little body. I'm 5'4, slim but my butt is big and round. The boys like it when I wear small short shorts around campus. I love my breasts the most, though. They are perfect. They are exactly a handful, high and pert. They are lighter than the rest of my dar...
Randi wants adventure and a few of you have been bugging me for a western. So, here's two figurative birds with one metaphorical stone. Thanks, as usual, for including me old friend, and I hope all of you enjoy. DT PROLOGUE We were making love in our first-class cabin when we felt the faintest "bump." She whispered, "Nearly there!!" I immediately returned...
It was a fine dinner. The nighttime view of Victoria Harbor from his penthouse flat was magnificent. As were the food and the conversation, both enhanced by a bottle of vintage white wine that Louis told me he had had from before he left for America and was saving for a special occasion. He was a perfect gentleman, seated across from me in the middle of a lo...
Heather had become obsessed with her roommate's boyfriend, Nick. It was getting out of control. Nick was tall, of better than average build, very handsome, and protective of the two girls. He picked up groceries, cooked meals, cleaned the house, and fit right in with the two of them. Heather knew she was only able to stay in the country until her Educational...
Author's Note: Hi, all! It's been a few years since I posted "An Ill-Advised Kiss," for which I received a lot of kind and helpful feedback. Thank you for that, Literotica community! It was a fun exercise for me and I told myself I should try it again. And time passed. And then more time. Life has a way of intruding on fun sometimes. But I digress. As with...
PREFACE: This is the first of a five-part series of erotic stories about a marriage in trouble. They were inspired by and are based upon a letter that appeared in July 2005 in Annie's Mailbox, an advice column written by Kathy Mitchell and Marcy Sugar, longtime editors of the Ann Landers column. It is distributed to newspapers across America by Creators Syn...
February 2015 Harry crossed over to the photographer. "These pictures don't leak to anyone. What goes on here doesn't either," he said softly. "I understand," Toby said. Tanalei came out in a toga-style dress. It had a slit down the front so the stomach could be shown. "Tanalei, can you lay down? Harry, help her. Alright boys, take off your shirts." Har...
She watched him get ready for the day. "You ARE a pretty boy." She grinned. He pointed at her. "Don't make me spank you." With a laugh, she rolled over on the bed, her wrapped ankle held in the air. "Ooo, spank me." "Oh, Gods, that is a sight to see." He moved over and slipped his fingers through those soft folds and groaned. "I was promised spankings....
Hi, there. My name is Brittany Barcelona and I'm a five-foot-ten, blonde-haired and green-eyed, plump and big-bottomed white chick living in Oklahoma City. I just moved there from Hilltop, in the state of South Carolina. I am quite weird, folks, let me tell you. I've got these politically incorrect sexual needs which I absolutely must satisfy. Back in school...
Lindsey is standing near the counter of the breakroom, slowing stirring her coffee, looking over at Louis, who looks somber, picking at and eating bits and pieces of his blueberry muffin. She walks over and takes a seat next to him. "Is everything okay?" She asks, slightly caressing his arm. "Everything's good. Why do you ask?" "I don't know, it seems lik...