It was at a time when Sheela lay between Nalini's legs, resting back on her. She felt the soft breasts against her back and let the full weight of her body rest back and slump in comfort on the motherly warm woman who had just finished loving her, ever so tenderly. "Do you mind?" asked Sheela reaching for her discarded jeans and pulling out a cigarette to l...
"What was the message you left me on Skype?" he asked Nalini when they met next. "Oh, that! I masturbated him," she said matter of factly, with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. Sunil's cock leaped at the sexually explicit opening. In past conversations it took him some twenty minutes of idle chatter to get to this point. This was new and held promise. If...
Sheila spent much of the afternoon and evening alone on her balcony, smoking and staring into the distance. Her husband could not figure out why but then Sheila went through these phases and he let her be. He had no way of knowing how dramatic and faraway her thoughts were. Actually, not that far away. Her thoughts were on the young woman Binita next door,...
(The young man in this story / series, sometimes referred to as a boy is a 18/19-year old; as is the girl Seema. Also, hoping to include at least one illustration in each story; as I have in this one, too.) * He slept longer than either of them. For Laxmi, it was a relaxed day compared to her usual routine as a maid. Till she rearranged her engagements to...
Deepa answered the door and there stood her friend Sunita. She felt the joy that she always felt. This time however, she also felt trepidation. She had a million apprehensions- all focused on the lust that boiled over every time her friend met her father. This time she had plans to thwart any build up. Sunita greeted Deepa with a hug. It might have been Dee...
There was something about the crisp air of the Himalayan foothills that added to the excitement building up in the Maharani's imagination. She had been told of the nomination of the Chief of the Royal Guard, Samar Singh for the all important task for which they had traveled to the ashram of the sage. That task involved being fucked by the tall, broad and mus...
"I know you lust her," he drawled, from his sprawled out position on the floor cushion in one corner. Shyam turned beet red and looked at Sunita, nursing his drink. She had her eyes down, too embarrassed to look up. Suddenly it occurred to Shyam that Karan was probably too drunk to know what he was saying anyway. "Yes," replied Shyam. "I lust for Sunita in...
Author's Note: all characters are 18 or over; that being the age group of those in the 12th grade. The episode with Sundar swept away any doubts Saroja had over engaging Suguna the maid for her next plan of action. The young man had suddenly showed up and begged his uncle's wife for a repeat. Between her unwillingness to disappoint him and her own memori...
(This is the first of my stories that includes illustrations. It is a throwback to a time when I was an artist. And a tribute to Literotica for many of my early erotic drawings had no place to store, show or preserve - and were lost. Unseen by anyone but I. And they were really, very, very good; worth showcasing, even though I say so myself. This is my firs...
The drinks through the evening made him nice and woozy. His head felt light and in this state Sunita looked ever sexier and alluring. As if that was not enough, she was wearing her saree with one of those blouses that was daringly cut. Every time she leaned to serve someone or pick up a glass for refill, her low slung blouse gave enough slack for everyone to...