Hi. I'm a Stud. That's not a boast. It's a job description. When I say "stud" I mean it in its original sense: a male kept for breeding purposes. That's why we spell it with the capital "S" ... it's a job title, and I look at it as a job ... a really great job, in some respects, but a job all the same. My name's Geoff, but that's not important. In fact, mo...
She was licking her lips, he could tell. As far as she knew, Dick was only here to work on the town’s plumbing system. But right now, her nipples would be hardening, and her pussy would be gradually moistening with her female juices. He made a point not to look at her; it was important that the girl believe that her lust; and the fantasies she was having abo...
It had been several months since I began my new job. After taking nearly 10 years to raise my children to an age where I felt comfortable re entering the working world, I found that much had changed since the last time I was employed. I'll give you a little of my background so that you can understand my story a better. My name is Dawn and I'm a 30 year old...
She lay on the sofa under the blanket. The carpet collapsed under my bare feet as I walked across it. With each step, I removed what little clothing I still wore. By the time I climbed on the sofa with her, I was as naked as she was. I climbed over her and spooned behind her. Her hips pressed against mine. My breasts warmed against her back. My face nuzzled...
Victoria was an 18 year old virgin. She was at the head of her high school class. She was a top basketball player and volunteered after school at the local hospital. She attended church regularly and was active in the youth program there. Mr. Conners from the federal government sat with the county commissioners and went over the numbers. For every person s...
Chapter Nineteen - Thanks for the Memories Without warning or notice, Kathleen unexpectedly moved from the neighborhood shortly after our day of sexual fun. I wonder if one of the neighbors overhead us talking about our sexual adventures. Maybe someone, other than my four, horny friends, saw her posing and dancing in front of her windows naked. Maybe someon...
My wife, Samantha, and I met in university and moved in together after graduating. We held off getting married for several years as we were busy building up our careers. But it was not to say our sex lives was unexciting. Far from it. We were what people call "swingers" -- we had safe and consensual sex with others but remained romantically faithfu...
Of all the people I encountered on the streets and in the shelter, Sara Kate was one of the youngest and most intelligent. She and I had a lot in common and after only six days, would become the best of friends. This young lady of only 25 years had seen a lot of trials, tribulations and pain in her life. She started off with a silver spoon in her mouth, bu...
Submitted to literotica.com by the author. * Keme saw movement out of the corner of his eye. Without turning his head, he moved his eyes to get a look. It was that kid again, the one that couldn't tell nightmares from visions, Vumanesco. Keme moved his eyes back to the target and released his arrow. That annoying kid had been fluttering about since early...
Spring was changing into early summer as Ngaio Ogilvie (Ngaio was so-named because her mom didn't want her children with the surname of Smith having common first names) walked down to the riverside glade and removed all her clothing apart from her panties. The sun soon warmed her body and she believed this process lifted her vitamin A level. She checked her...