His orgasm was like Christmas, long for the waiting and gone too quick. If it had been left to him, it would've been one long day of having her spread out as a buffet while he cuddled, nuzzled, fucked, teased and touched every part of her, rolling her over every hour to access a fresh tapestry of soft skin. But it hadn't been left to him. His "release day" w...
Hooray for numbers, and more than just 69. Give me eleven other bitches in one room, mix in three bottles of wine, a couple of snorts of straight rye and I can put the U.S. Census Bureau to shame when it comes to collecting data. All it took was a little buzz, a little encouragement and the ladies would tell everything they knew. Give me a pad and pencil and...
I. Lintroductions Everybody hates doing laundry. In fact, the only thing worse than doing laundry is doing laundry alone on a Friday night. However, it needed to be done. So, as always, I packed up my laundry, some detergent and my book and headed down to the building's laundry room. Much to my joy, all the washers were empty, so I had plenty of room to chi...
The sun had long gone down and the third bottle of wine was but a memory. Claire was curled on the sofa with her feet on David's lap, Lydia sprawled in an armchair, more than a little drunk. 'Bedtime?' Claire offered hopefully. David nodded his assent. 'Right Lyds, you know where the bathroom is? Cool, see you in the morning'. David and Claire headed ups...
I bought this shirt forty years ago. I wore it at my wedding. At the time it was still crisp and creased. The day was probably too warm to wear the shirt but I liked the look and feel of it. I wore it for many years. I could look at it in a wedding picture that hung on our bedroom wall. She in her sleeveless dress and me in my smart white slacks and brigh...
I am getting ready for our date. We haven't seen each other in over two weeks because you've been out of town on business. I sit on the edge of my bed and untie my running shoes. I take them off and slip my feet out of my white socks. Standing up, I hook my thumbs in the waistband of my black skintight bike shorts and push them down over my hips and down my...
Part 3 Toni looked through the file on James and made some notes about the evening, then put it in the drawer of her file cabinet beside her desk. She was satisfied for the moment, yet looking forward to the next appointment with a new man. She picked up his file from her desk and glanced at his name. It read "Michael William Jones" and his reason for hirin...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. This story is completely fictional. *~*~*~*~* My name is Sally. I live in an apartment with my 5 college roommates; Alice, Sarah, Jane, Kelly and Sophie. They don't know that I have a couple of secrets. Firstly I'm a lesbian, secondly I'm quite a slut. Let me tell you a little more about myself. I am a...
Elise walked to the subway station with a proud gate. Today had been a good day at work. Her dress was plain, with simple flats, and a frumpy dress. Still, she thrust out her large, heavy breasts proudly as walked amongst the many business people eager to get home to their families. She couldn't help but smile to herself. Today had been a very productive day...
Ok as always, This story is not to be reproduced, copied or posted on any site other than Literotica without my permission. I can be reached via my literotica profile in the contact tab, or via email. On another note this is the 2nd version of Ch. 3 I'm posting, I'll be leaving both up until I get enough feedback from reader to decide which version they lik...