Somebody thought that the phrase WAM on my member page referred to the 80's pop group. I thought I needed to correct this misapprehension. Here's the first part of a story on that very subject...there are further episodes awaiting, if anyone's interested... Looking back, I think it was a mistake to tell Erin about my private fantasy. We had been going out...
Last night my roommate Paula brought this hunk named Randall home with her from the bar. Randall was so tall; he had to duck to get through the doorway. He had beautiful long black curly hair, deep blue eyes and huge muscles. She told me he was a movie cowboy. He was a walking wet dream for every woman in the neighborhood. She led him with a smile for me, i...
(Previously in my Gwen The Pissmop series I indicated that this would be my last tale involving these characters. Well it is and it isn't. I'm going to split this into four separate parts that should tie everything I want to write about them together. Please take the time to vote and comment, it is very much appreciated) There were nine of us there, at my s...
He stood in the doorway, blocking her only exit. His dark, brown eyes were impassible, his rocky jaw set and unmoving. Joanne wondered if she could make it to the living room window before he caught up with her. Not likely, she decided as her eyes wilted down to the legs encased in his tight, black denim pants. She could see the subtle curve of each muscle a...
Later on, Linda told me the additional things she had decided. "I'm going to get my hair cut short." "Did Brad ask you to do that?" "Yes. I know you like my hair long, and it will grow back. But right now, I'm cutting it to just to please him." "We'll also have to go to the mall tomorrow to expand your wardrobe of fem attire so that you can be dressed app...
Wednesday "Look Barbara, it is time you learned how to make a man useful in your life. These so called men you have been dating for years now are never going to provide proper satisfaction," stated Laura. "I know, I know, but I never seem to be able to hang on to the good ones, you know the ones who can provide a decent life for me," lamented Barbara. "How...
At 35 years young, I'd like to think that I look twenty-something. I certainly work hard enough to remain buff with strict dieting, treadmill, free-weights, Yoga, tennis, golf, and Pilates. Bi-weekly salon visits for bikini waxing keep me free of hair or stubble that I used to get when shaving my pubes with a razor. I love the feeling of my husband's t...
"Syd, please...let's just go. If we get there and you hate it, we'll leave. But I want you to see this. C'mon, Syd. It means a lot to me." Pressing my lips together, I looked at Stan for a long moment, brow furrowing, knowing he was holding his breath, waiting for me to say something. "All right." Sharp exhale from both of us, I think. Then I smiled a litt...
I dream of you... I find you in my every thought, it doesn't matter if I am sleeping or awake... you are there. My thoughts go from pure as the driven snow, to the dirtiest porno you can imagine. One minute I am sitting there thinking of the way it feels when you hold me close. When you look into my eyes and tell me you love me my heart stops beating for jus...
[NOTE: You should read Pleasure Package (http://www.literotica.com/s/pleasure-package) before reading this story. Also note that this story contains mild reference to erotic asphyxiation.] --- My dress drops to the floor. I stand still; the cool breeze of the air conditioner tickles my nipples into erection. My breath catches as you run your hand down the...