Sara likes to run. I prefer bicycling, running hurts my knees. Cycling covers more ground in less time, and the only thing that ends up hurting is my butt. Runners have loose-fitting suplex outfits. Bikers get padded spandex shorts and gloves. I'll concede air cushioned shoes, but that doesn't compare to Gel seats and 18 gear ratios. I'm considerably faster...
* * * The Chance Encounter Part 1 * * * She had been sad for a long time and had been afraid to open her wounded heart to anyone in ages until he came into her life. She longed for his embrace every night until one night he surprised her with a visit. She opened the door and saw him standing there. She was shocked for a moment then wrapped her arms around...
Chapter 1 – It all starts somewhere "...and we haven't done anything together since that trip downtown, which was ages ago!" "For good reason, do I need to remind you of the week we spent throwing up cause of the damn food poisoning?" "You're such a pessimist. I promise this trip will be so much fun! It will be just the six of us in a cozy little cabin. W...
This was one of a number of stories I published on anon.penet.fi in the 1990s. I found a trove of them while browsing through some old CD-ROMs, and decided to give them new life on Literotica. *** People deal with stress in many different ways. Some flirt with danger; some find better living through chemicals; some find yet other outlets. My most effective...
We meet at the designated time, 10 pm, in the hallway leading to our "playroom". "Oh daddy, you look so handsome", I gush upon seeing you. "You have chosen the perfect outfit for this evening." Grey cutaway tailcoat, ivory waistcoat, cravat, black pinstriped trousers. "And you my pretty pet, look ravishing. What do you call this look? Steampunk Saloon girl...
Saturday evening found me in my usual position. I was handcuffed to the radiator in our bedroom, on my hands and knees. My upper body was tightly laced into my red corset, my false boobs filling the bodice. My freshly shaved legs were encased in fishnet stockings. Black spike heeled boots came up to my knees. i was wearing a blonde wig and tarty make-up, inc...
The barn door was wide open. Keith Foxx did his best to keep busy on the finishing touches on the Ruuthouse Farm. The barn he had helped erect was pretty much done. Paint and smaller fixtures were about it. He still stuck around to see what else he might learn. After Isaiah Ruuthouse's admission of wanting to experience sex with other women caught him off...
He removed layers of her clothing with clinical detachment. With her arms above her head, she felt like she was being patted down at the airport. He might as well have been wearing surgical gloves. She was that unimportant, even as he removed her blouse, even as he dug into her waist to get a grip on the button keeping her jeans together. He yanked them down...
This is my first story and I apologize about any errors. My girlfriend and I had been living together for over a year. She moved into my house that I had custom built about three years ago. I had always been into crossdressing since I was a kid. So when I had my house built, I had a secret room created for my crazy kinky side. None of my girlfriends had ev...
Author's note: This story contains switching in which the man moves his cock from the woman's ass back to her pussy. I hope all of the readers know that this carries a risk of infection, and that this story is not meant to encourage anyone to indulge in the described activities. ***** I'm wiping the sink clean with the sponge, moving it back and forth ove...