I am a kinky woman. Funny, when I was growing up I never thought of myself in that way. In fact I considered myself the All American Girl. When I thought of sex, it was always a vision of hearts and romance, lots of kissing, and straight sex in the missionary position, man on top of course. Even something as relatively common as oral sex never crossed my min...
Miranda. One cool lady. She was the kind of co-worker you lucked into. Highly competent. Took care of business. Represented the firm with aplomb. She exuded professionalism. At twenty plus years younger than I, she carried herself with a pert self-confidence. She could be flirtatious and sexy when she chose to turn it on. Her persona was an amalgam of an i...
The weekend following the beach incident, detailed in my story 'First Clue', I was in a state of some excitement, wondering if something else was going to happen. My husband was obviously a bit more kinky than I realised, and that did make me nervous, but it had led to some fantastic sex, so I was keeping an open mind. I just couldn't help being curious abou...
Yeah, I said it before, but it bears repeating: use common sense people! Some of this stuff fucking hurts and if done improperly can maim you for life, so study up, understand which of the kinks are safe and which are simply stupid. Presumably there are a lot of smart people reading here at Lit, but statistically there are also some pretty dumb asses also re...
OK, so the night starts off with us going out for a few drinks, your looking well hot in your black shirt and I'm horny as hell in my skirt and kinky boots. No-one knows us so we're all over each other when this hugely confident girl comes over and insists that she fancies us both and would like to get right in the middle of what's going on. Well we're both...
Disclaimer: The following story is not intended for minors. If you are offended by sexually explicit material or it is not legal in your place of residence, please close the document now. If not, I hope you enjoy my attempt at entertaining you with stories of my adventures. For those of you who have read my other adventures, this story is will be told in a...
Hi, LeslieBlue, Boy, your bio makes an old man like myself want to jump your bones! I am a retired history teacher, caring for an invalid wife (my childhood sweetheart, severely brain injured in an auto accident the month she completed her Ph.D. way back in 1984). And so I have lots of time to surf the web, reading erotica and trying to correspond with beau...
Authoress's notes: This story is a sequel to Jaina's Discovery, and takes place later the same day. In that story Jaina Solo discovers a Jabba the Hutt Slavegirl Outfit that her parents had purchased for a roleplaying session. Jaina tries on the outfit, and gets stuck in it. Lando then shows up, and the two race to free her before she is discovered by her pa...
My name is Carol Jean and I've got something quite shameful to confess. In the eyes of the world, I am a strong Black woman. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, lean, with dark brown skin, long black hair and pale brown eyes. I hold a law degree from the University of Suffolk in Boston, Massachusetts. These days, I teach Criminal Justice at the University...
In the end I guess we had all had a bit too much to drink. That's why it happened. Don't know about the others, but personally I'm really glad it did happen! For me, it was the beginning of something special, and enjoyable. Hope it is for the others as well. And it let me be the dom - "nice dom" - I always fancied being! We decided to have a weekend away. T...