The drive to a friend's birthday party didn't seem like the occasion on which Mark and Lauren's relationship would completely fall apart. But sometimes it's hard to see these things coming. Mark and Lauren met on a blind date. Lauren—playing defense, just in case Mark was a disaster—set up a gauntlet of four locales (bar, bowling alley, friend's party, Chin...
I don’t think it would be accurate to say that I was obsessed with Jessica. I think that “preoccupied” is probably a better description, though it was actually her breasts that had me preoccupied. She was very nice, not bad looking and pretty thin but her breasts were phenomenal. She knew it, too; you could tell by the way she dressed to accentuate them, but...
In my all black velvet with shiny stars everywhere relaxation room, giant disco ball spinning, strobe lights strobing away... "Mmmmmmmm. Eat my black pussy daddy. I love your mouth on my phat, color purple twat." Oprah laughs. I'm eating my wife's pussy, while she sits on my fucking face, grinding away on my mouth. My cock is in big titty heaven, hugged...
There is an uncomfortable truth about almost every show/book/movie/comic featuring a female heroine that fights crime, injustice, or evil; almost everyone they meet wants to fuck them. I mean come on what's hotter than an already conventionally hot lady facing evil head on. I refuse to believe that the villains aren't feeling that as well. Being obsessed wit...
Thanks a lot to techsan who edited the story pretty quickly and turned it into a better one. * Chapter Five Chris examined Anna's features for a while. She had long curly blondish brown hair which was tied in a ponytail but a few strands fell on her face. Her face was almost completely bruised making it hard to imagine her real features. And her eyes were...
It was Friday morning and I was trying to work but I was finding it extremely difficult to concentrate. I was working in the real estate office where I work part-time and being late spring there was a bevy of activity around me, and on my desk. There was a bevy of activity in my mind, and in my pants, too, thanks to Michael. Ever since he came back into my...
"I'm 18," I replied to the waiter. "Oh, congratulations! No longer a minor, huh? Well, have fun today." "I will." I smiled one of the snottiest smiles I could manage. It worked. The waiter went straight to my parents' orders. One of the problems I always had with empathy was when I knew someone had the hots for me and I didn't return the feeling. I develo...
After that first time, I began obsessed. I’ll admit, healthy or not, I was obsessed. For the next three weeks I went every Tuesday and Thursday night for my blow job fix. I needed it. There was the odd regular that I would see once or twice a week, and many new faces. It was an unspoken rule, as unspoken as everything else inside that room, that rookies got...
"Why aren't you getting ready for work?" Michael asked Jen, who was still in bed. Jen continued to channel surf. "I think I'll stay home today." "Why? Are you sick?" "Um, no, I'm okay." Michael grew concerned. He sat on the edge of the bed. "Are you still upset about last night, about Dick? I'm really sorry." Jen saw how sorry Michael was, and knew he w...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (7.5 min/mp3) * * * * * After seeing the views, the ratings, and receiving some feedback (thank you so much for your comments!), I've decided to make another audio specifically for Lit. I have a small confession...I might be the tiniest bit obsessed with calling guys daddy. It's something I hav...