When I was bartending in college I met a lot of people, rich, poor, married, divorced young and old. One day at the grocery store I recognized an older lady from the night before that had a few drinks with her friends. We nodded at each other going down the isle, that we had indeed recognized each other. She was wearing a pair of running shorts and tank wi...
Victoria is the love of my life and she and I are both married, just not to each other. Our love and passion exceeds anything that either of us experienced and it grows from day to day. How we met isn't important to this story but it came about because two people were lonely for that something special that neither of us are getting in our day to day lives....
Hello all. Hope all are doing good. Yeah, lovers and haters are always there, but many thanks to Literotica for helping me to connect to some broadminded and genuine people. For those who think, this is a fantasy/fake/true, you are most welcome to think the way you want to, cannot help or force anybody to think positive always. ***** A little about me, I a...
By the end of the week, the weatherman was reporting snowstorms expected to bring at least 2 feet of snow. I knew that Bill had planned on being back tonight, but when I checked my email, he had written that he'd been slowed down by the weather and wouldn't be back until tomorrow, if he was lucky. Since I worked a 4 1/2-day workweek, I got off at noon and he...
It was late as I ran for the train. My thoughts still on our time we spent together, our stolen weekend in your bush hut. As I ran for the train, warm droplets of sweat formed on my body, as I vividly recalled out hot weekend of sweet love. I made the last train home just in time. Alighting the train, my eyes searched for an empty seat. I walked passed a fe...
I'm not your beauty queen, runway model, Barbie Doll or beautiful Princess in the storybooks. I am however to a lot of men a Goddess of sorts. Webster defines a Goddess as a woman whose charm arouses adoration, and according to those who do know me, I have an attitude and outlook on life that can charm the best if them, just as a Cobra can charm his enemy....
My wife of five years is the hottest babe in our condo complex. Though she is pushing seventy, she pushes it with a huge pair of soft-luscious tits and an large ass that begs to be slapped and poked with my hard shaft. She is divorced from an asshole of a jerk who let her go, and I caught her on the rebound. But he did teach her the insatiable joys of spanki...
Hello, there. Crystal McCain is the name. I'm a five-foot-eight, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. In the eyes of the world, I'm a nice person. I major in Business Administration at Algonquin College and I'm transferring to Carleton University at the end of the year. Privately, I lead a very sordid exi...
Have I ever told you about Mrs. Meyer? She's the woman I sit next to on the production line. She's older than me, about the same age as Aunt Rose: a real Dolly-character .. huge breasts, thin waist, blonde hair and a terrible dirty laugh. She takes the piss out of me rotten, and is always touching me up, stroking my cock under the bench, rubbing her breasts...
"How's life, Steve? You look troubled," Ayesha Abdulmajid said as she looked pensively at the big and tall young black man who lay in her arms. Steve looked at Ayesha and gently stroked her lovely face, running his hand through her long, curly black hair. From the moment he first laid eyes on her inside that Tim Horton's one frosty December morning in the Ci...