I don't know why I'm this odd, but I don't seem to like the girls my age who are crazy about me, every time I masturbate I only think of mature women from about 35-55, those big boobs and beautiful meaty asses. There is only one thing important to me, she was sensual, so beautiful. She had the best attributes among residents in the school, Mrs. Sharifah. I l...
In a sudden fit of panic, Yvonne tried to squirm free of Phillipe, twisting herself in the bed to hopefully throw him off balance and then attempt an escape. She was barely able to budge him, and only succeeded in angering him. As a particularly bright flash of lightning filled the room with white light, she saw her intruder at his most vile. His eyes almost...
I have been asked a little bit more about some of my experiences of the past and a couple of you have asked for more of my naughtier exploits in my late teens. I cannot add my earlier experiences here due to the rules of Literotica. Mike, my husband also likes me to share these with you as well as it gets him hard thinking what a slut I was at times, and al...
I was out on a jog through the park this morning trying to get myself back into shape when I spotted an extremely attractive brunette in front of me on the running path. She looked to be in her early or mid-30s, about 5-foot-6, long straight light brown hair past her shoulders, a great figure, and a very nice ass to watch while I jogged. She was wearing blac...
I had no clue what time it was when I woke up but I assumed that night had fallen since no light was shining in through the windows. The only source of light was the alarm clock perched on top of his bookshelf. The green glow of the time illuminated the entire bedroom. I looked around Michael's room as I allowed my eyes to adjust. Then my eyes fell on Michae...
Chapter Three: Lezzy Debbie: I was shaking all over, and I could feel the sweat building up in my armpits and along my forehead. My pussy was very wet, and I'm sure I would have smelled it too, except that I was overwhelmed by the odor of hot, wet skin and expensive perfume rising up from Miss Steeple's bosom. I was scared, but mostly I was very excited...
Sunday morning, my phone rang. It was Mrs. Sherbitz. "Thomas! Would we be able to take a drive this morning! The day seems so nice, and I really don't want to wait till this evening to see you. That is, if you do not have other pressing business to take care of?" I smiled. Mrs. Sherbitz was always thinking that she was bothering me. "It's funny that you wou...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments appreciated. * * * * * The drive to Aunt Martha's was relatively short and they arrived within thirty minutes. Martha too, lived at the edge of College Station. It was just far...
After taking a short power nap on the massive bed, Charlaine got settled in and was enjoying the sound of the slapping of sea against wet sand (why did that sound so erotic in this setting, like the sounds of balls slapping thighs and a hard cock fucking a dripping cunt?). She listened to the rustle of breezes through bamboo and and the trills and cooing o...
I woke up with an absolutely pounding headache, and it took me a few moments to remember that just yesterday my life had been completely turned upside down. I grabbed my phone to check the time - nearly midday - and saw another five texts and nine missed calls from the guy who had been my boyfriend until the previous evening. Glad I had managed to switch my...