Lisa Ann Stories

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The Temp

by Nickfarr21 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Nick sat in his office looking at the open binder on his desk and fuming. The first page was covered in his angry red felt tip pen scrawl. What a monumental fuck-up he thought. His long time and very efficient secretary, Ms. Rogers, had called in sick with the flu yesterday. She was so apologetic knowing the binders for the Board meeting were due Monday morn...

Games with Isabel

by alexcarr on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Stretching out on the sofa I'd just enjoyed the luxury of Isabel's kiss, so warm and alluring. Of all my girl friends in the past, she was the best and really made a guy feel so good and wanted. The sensual feel of her tongue rolling around mine and the press of her hand behind my head, moulding her mouth to mine in the most sexually stimulating way. This...

More Than A Football Game

by okayjack on Sep 18, 2017
Loving Wives

This actual event just happened so I am getting it on paper while the details are still fresh in my mind. I have just had some of the best sex of my life with my wife of ten years but that is only the end of the story. Here is the rest of the story. Saturday is usually reserved for watching college football with my wife, Carol Ann, many times referred to...

Male Slave For Rent Ch. 02

by shambles on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I laid there and thrilled to the feel of my slave's fingers all over my twat, holding it, feeling it for smoothness, pulling my cunt lips aside, running the warm shaver head all over it. She was salivating so much cunt juice by the time he'd finished that he had to keep drying her so as not to soak the shaver. When he was finished, my whole crotch was beauti...

A Reader Comments

by Suite21men on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Copyright 2010 Suite21men In cruising through the stories on Literotica, I come across compelling arguments for voting and leaving comments. One author's essay on this subject had 45 comments with the readers explaining why they don't comment. I was going to comment also but I ended up with too many words. (3538 to be exact.) Hence, this essay. (After readi...

Becky, My Wife

by Motorsckl on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

We've been married about ten years. Ten good years for all intents and purposes. Met in college, did all the basic life experience shit together, had fun, got jobs, got married, had two kids. Basic story. Only thing; sex was stale. Same old story. It just got repetitious and boring. Then a year or so ago I finally got her to admit she contemplated sex wi...

Becky's Revenge

by LaffWithMe on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Synopsis: FMM - This is a story that many women can identify with. David loves his wife Becky to give him oral but then refuses to kiss her after she sucks his cum. Well, if he doesn't like tasting his own cum, I wonder how he will like tasting the cum of some other men. Sweet revenge. *** It's funny how we sometimes allow things to bother us for a long...

Be My Guest

by alexcarr on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

Jenny took the liberty to take me to her cousin's place on the Yorkshire Moors, she'd been on about it ever since we'd met a year ago so I went for it just to keep her quiet. I am glad I did, really glad in consequence of what happened... We drove up on a Sunday morning and we were warmly welcomed by Jennifer to whom Jenny introduced me, she said to help o...

Next Steps

by chatbug on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

This story is based in part on an idea submitted to the Literotica Story Ideas Discussion board by Ann Taylor on December 23, 2000. * * * * * This is going to be the best week of my life. My eighteenth birthday is Thursday, day after tomorrow. My family has planned a little party for Thursday night. My girlfriend Susie’s coming over, then afterwards we’re...

Finding Home

by GatorRick on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

The final ending to 'Finding Love'. If you haven't read it you should before reading 'Finding Home'. It was a cold and rainy day, typical for mid-winter in Gainesville. My mood was as dark and miserable as the day. I stood watching the sea of black umbrellas pass by from the covered entrance way to Mallory Hall waiting for my wife, Susan, to arrive. Fina...