SYNOPSIS: Continuing the erotic adventures of a voluptuous 18 year-old prick teasing office girl whose motto is look but don't touch. She can't stand ugly men, fat men, bald men, or old men, so how does a fat, ugly, bald old man get the better of her? Read on. * Latina teenage sexpot Jenny's second appointment is due today with the fattish and bald 66 yea...
Abby stared at the dress on the bed. She knew that time was ticking away, grains of sand slipping through the hour glass, but her mind was still trying to process the past few hours. Was this what they meant by cold feet? Some crazy part of her shouted...'Run.' As far and as fast as she could. But she knew she would not. Another part of her demanded that she...
Danielle sat quietly, swinging her legs on the old green seat in the shade of the tree at the place Siobhan and she always met. Her brown legs poked out from under her light cotton dress. She looked down at them and liked what she saw. Shapely and feminine, a good pair of legs in brown strappy sandals. Not just decorative legs but good strong legs which coul...
Lucy stepped from the car and turned to look at her new husband with eyes bright and her face lit up, "It's perfect." Newly married, just a day ago, and on honeymoon the couple had just arrived at a cottage they had rented in the English countryside. Mart and she had finally found the place, having got lost a couple of times misreading the directions. It wa...
Author's Note: If you've not read the first part of K's Violin you might want to check it out before reading what follows . There is a narrator, a voyeur, who interjects his aroused commentary randomly as the story unfolds. That text is in italics (I hope). --- Good to have you back! I enjoy the company sitting here at the window of my imagination watching...
“Gee Mrs. Watson your beautiful.” Gloria Watson swung around to find young Tommy Jackson smiling at her. “Why thank you Tommy, what brought that on.” Tommy grinned, “I’ve been walking behind you here in the supermarket for the last five minutes. I couldn`t help saying what I was thinking. You have a beautiful body. Your legs are long and curvy. I like the...
After Carol had showered we all had to get our tests done by Mary the big bodyguards wife, a trained nurse as well as being my brother's tutor. She was a big black momma around twenty stone. She took a blood sample from my finger then told me to drop my trousers and underpants. I was rather shy but did so and she held my prick and took a scrapping off of t...
Posted on literotica.com with permission of author: Nanna Marker; literotica ID ellynei. * "Here we are," said the obnoxious butterfly-woman. "Thank you," said Valo. Five days of listening to the purple-winged butterfly's chit-chat. Her voice in his ears had been worse than the sunlight in his eyes. "Now, let me have the picture," said the butterfly-wom...
A Creekside Park Story Author's Note: This short story takes place in a fictional setting and contains elements of racism, including words that could potentially be offensive. Readers that are sensitive to this sort of material are advised to look elsewhere. Otherwise, please enjoy. * In the depths of Louisiana, in a place called Jefferson Parish, the Cre...
Author's note: I originally wrote this as background for a character I was developing for a role playing group. The group was disbanded, and so here is my character, Charissa. She's only 19 years old, tall and lithe with lovely medium sized breasts (about 36C). She's heavily into the Goth scene. She has natural straight dark red hair that falls to the middle...