Finally I pulled out of Ruth's pussy, admiring the way her inner lips and dark pubic hair clung wetly to my half-erect dick as it slid out of her. I helped her stand and turn around into my arms. She was still wearing her tennis shoes. We stood there for awhile, our sweaty bodies pressed against each other, while I held Ruth and caressed her shoulders and b...
In this story a wealthy and eccentric musician/sound recordist captures the scintillating song of his bound chanteuse. Bondage, sadism, "forced" toy and oral sex. * He likes her best this way. She is on her back, her ass midway off the piano bench. Her black silk clad legs are tied wide apart to the legs of the wooden altar, her pretty feet are in three in...
You climb into bed next to me trembling in anticipation and glide into my arms. I hold you until your shivering stops. My hands slide up and down your spine pressing you close and I feel your warmth. I lean in and kiss your cheek, then your lips. You kiss me back, hard and passionately. I can feel the stiffness of your breasts press into my chest as I hold y...
Xanir lifted his head, and pulled Alanna upright again, her bodice falling to her waist, knees still held wide around his thighs. He admired the tousled blonde hair, escaping around her shoulders, tendrils framing her flushed cheeks with the delicate, slanted bones disappearing under the blindfold. But her heaving breasts drew his gaze back and his mouth wat...
WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! If you don't like stories about cheating wives, don't read this story. It's a fictional piece about a Literotica reader and his wife. It's a fantasy for them to play with and has nothing to do with reality. It's designed to tickle their erotic sides to add a little spice to their very compatible marriage. I hope it helps get the ju...
Dear readers, this episode is completely different from the previous two, in both theme and style. If hentai-like crazy tentacles are not your cup of tea, then consider Yourself warned. ----------------------------- Casey had no idea what had happened, at one point she was jogging in her neighbourhood and now she was... where exactly? She felt as if she ha...
Dr. Fred James continued working at his desk while Mrs. Daisy Blanding slept. She had endured an expertly administered super-orgasming that hovered somewhere between forced and voluntary, and was taking a well earned rest in the doctor's office. Daisy awoke in no more than fifteen minutes, but the after effects of a gentle sleep following the deepest and l...
This is a continuation of my submission “An Afternoon’s Punting”. It had been a long day and the 3-hour drive home seemed interminable. The storm broke and it got dark and we were driving in torrential rain. I was impatient to get home – initially to see what Chris’s ‘plans’ had been, but, as the journey wore on, just to get a hot meal and then some sleep....
The new Sow settles in * * * The next morning saw me up and about before dawn and in the treatment room with my hands full. 22 was receiving the first massage on its teats for the day and after a somewhat sleepless night due to itching hair was catching 40 winks using my shoulder as a pillow. "Itchy hair," I had exclaimed in mock surprise. " That's hard...
She was lying on her bed helpless. He could tell she had taken one too many marijuana-laden cookies. It had made her beyond high. I had made her vulnerable to any and all of his advances. "You're mine!" he told her. "I'm yours," she mumbled. "Take me," she added. "Take me any way you please." She was already undressed, lying naked, her body exposed for hi...