Grace and Favors Or, Are You Being Served Again, Sexually? One day at Millstone Manner: "Mr. Humphries, are you free?" "I'm free," toned in Mr. Humphries in reply to Mavis' question. "Would you please give me some help in the barn?" Mavis said. "I'd be delighted." "Did you sleep well last night?" she asked him as they walked to the barn. "You tossed an...
I was cleaning out my basement this weekend and I found an old external hard drive that had apparently been misplaced in one of my moves. I found several old stories I'd written back in 1999 and 2000 that have never been posted on Literotica. They are some of my very early efforts and as such I'm not going to turn on voting or comments on them. ++++++++++++...
"Cherry Cobbler" Mark Randolph Cobb was one curious character. He was a nice person, has a decent job, possess a degree or two, a cute girlfriend, etc. Yeah, I could go on about how good the man was. The physical traits were equal to his personality. He had dark brown hair, soulful brown eyes, light cream skin, slightly muscular and and almost six feet tall...
Passion in James County XV: Ben and Nancy Chapter twenty-three Buddy Marks was walking down the street toward his house when he saw the police car swing onto the block. He knew the cops had arrested someone else for what he'd done to Trish and figured he was off the hook, but he started to get nervous when he saw a second police car coming down the street...
The front door to Lyney House was open when Abby got there. She had driven up preferring not to arrive hot and clammy from the walk up the hill. "Hello!" She called stepping forward just across the threshold. She was uncertain whether to proceed further. A door twenty feet away directly in line with the front door opened and a tall, slim, grey-haired lady, d...
Reading Mr. Brasher's summary had helped Abby understand her grandfather's work, but also had raised many other questions. Not so much as about his life and work, she realised that was something she could never fully appreciate, but more about the line itself. She wanted to put substance to the places about which she had read. It occurred to her that James'...
"Would you like to meet her ….now? said Fran "What?… Now?…. Right now? Gosh, I thought she was coming later" "We wanted to be sure it was you before showing you off to mother" She led me dumbstruck around the cabin to the porch. "Now be a gentleman and introduce yourself" Mavis was well preserved for 83, and came down the stairs to greet me. "Well, hel...
Disclaimer: All persons having sex are over the age of eighteen. This story contains smell/odor fetish, facesitting, female body hair, lactation, interracial sex, age fetish, gentle female dominance, watersports, excessive female cum, sleeping between the legs of smelly women, a fat older black woman, and a really, really fat, really, really older black woma...
After her hair was rinsed, Travis squeezed the water from her hair. Then he wrapped a towel around her head and sat her back up. Before Travis unwrapped the towel from around her head, Mavis reached over and began to massage his crotch. "We have company, darling," Travis said, as Mavis continued to massage his dick through his pants. "Don't let me stop y...
The reader should have perused Woman in the Window and Woman in the Window 2 to understand the following since it is a direct continuation. * * * * * The following weekend, other than for meals, Mavis and I spent in bed, fucking and sleeping. We were sexually insatiable. The highlight of that long session was when Mavis asked me to fuck her 'little' hole....