Watching my Somali Muslim husband Omar Suleiman's soulful brown eyes, I smiled as I began sucking on Tyson Jacobsen's long and thick Caribbean dick. Omar Suleiman, a short, slender yet muscular, forty-something Black man of Somali descent with light brown skin and a cool bald pate, watches as I, his darling Somali-American wife, suck off another man. That's...
Polly and her friends, having gratified the cruel whims of their masters following an erotic dance by a naked couple, prepare to have a late feast before retiring to bed. Chapter sixteen Having rather tender behinds, it was suggested by Neleus that they removed their clothes to eat their meal. This was accepted, and the four couples sitting naked on the so...
Feedback and suggestions always welcome. Thanks to everyone for giving such positive feedback on my experiment into longer fiction last chapter. More of that to come, plus lots more celeb sex. My thanks also to Anonymous and the people behind the legendary "Showtime" series for letting me borrow Steve Colt. Enjoy. Standard Disclaimer: You must be 18 to re...
Jan smiled slyly and sauntered toward the French doors. Confidently she made her way through the dark rooms to the steps and then slowly climbed the stairs to the second floor, knowing Jacob wouldn't be able to resist watching her from below. "He sure is quiet." She thought as she gave her ass a little more wiggle. Jan was so sure of herself and her plan...
So Shazelle and I woke up and I put a huge kiss on her. She shot up like a lightening bolt and demanded “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” “Uh. . . kissing you?” Okay, I’m a dumb fuck. Shazelle huffed “I knew things would get weird.” “What do you mean?” “Look, we were just getting warm last night, k?” Uh, that settles that, then. Now, I’m told...
I offer a sincere thank you to PPP and his wife for allowing me to highjack their Literotica personas. Please remember that this is just a fictional story.... --------------- Ah!.......the gut wrenching agony, the knife stab pains in your stomach, the feeling of constantly wanting to reach for the trash can, the emotional dread that overcomes your very so...
Push harder, Miranda! I thought to myself. I lifted the free weights above my head. I had selected a 60 pound barbell, and was struggling to finish ten repetitions. I was about to give up as I lowered the weights for the 8th time, but something in my head made me struggle even harder to complete the ten reps. My arms shook and struggled as I strained to lift...
"Lily. Lily Montgomery." Lily heard the most delectable male voice lulling her out of sleep. Was she dreaming? If so she didn't want to wake up, not if it meant that that voice would go away. "Sweet Lily, please wake up. Breakfast is being prepared." She felt hands stroking her arms and shoulders which were, she supposed, exposed. It felt so delicious bei...
Part 1 It was like any other night. Six people held prisoner in the name of the queen and king. There was also another dozen screaming from torcher. I really miss that part. My job now was to seduce unsuspecting people whom I like to call things. I have not been human for some time now. I was only allowed to keep a few memories from that time period. So I k...
Where do you see yourself in 5, even 10 years? Don't you hate it when people ask you this question? Doesn't it make you feel incompetent? It does for me. I don't think it's because I am unambitious, or won't get a job -- I think it's because I know that the answer I am going to say is an answer that is almost like admission of defeat. And it shouldn't feel l...