Joe and Jackie had been together for over 3 years, and in all that time Joe remained sexually frustrated. It wasn’t that Jackie didn’t enjoy sex, or that she didn’t willingly give herself to Joe, but she wasn’t the least inclined to be adventurous or experimental in their lovemaking. Try as he might, Joe just wasn’t able to overcome her Catholic school ideas...
Note from the Writer: I would first like to say how appreciative I am to the fans of this series. The positive comments and praise for this series have pushed me to continue this series, and I'm grateful that others can appreciate the story that I have crafted. When I first started writing these stories, I would type them on my phone, later copying and pasti...
Margo Needy needed to blow off steam. After her dizzying sexual encounters with new roommates Eric Crowe, Brian Hancock, and Cabot Ross, those that she had secretly made separate deals with the Devil's themselves, she was both stoked and scared. Having slept on the deals to remain quiet and not let on that each of them had already had her, nerves were tensin...
Erica's bruises and welts from Vivian's forceful spanking eventually healed, and disappeared in due course. Vivian's spanking of Erica had been so severe that Erica was unable to sit down comfortably for over two weeks. In the meantime, Erica did obtain a position as a waitress at Larry's Steakhouse across the street from the local Quality Inn. Larry's Steak...
Most of my followers here know that I am a married woman in my mid-thirties and that I live in southern England. Although I have not (yet) been unfaithful to my husband, I have a co-writer on Literotica with whom I share my fantasies, and he helps me write them up into stories. The story I present here is based entirely on a fantasy of mine. It is not true,...
Linda woke up the next morning with her body still in a hypersexual state. Her muscle still ached in a pleasant way from the ravaging she had been subjected to. Her mind was a lecherous haze and her thoughts swirled around sensations and images from the last few days of her slave girl performance. She was aware in a way that made absolute sense to her now th...
There is no outright sex in this story. It was written as a sequel to Just another WACC story. Hopefully it will stand alone also, too, as well. You should know my story style by now; if you hate my way of writing, please do not bother to comment. Rudeness will get you a visit to the round file. * I left the Baltimore office and transferred to San Diego a...
Part 1. It was a muggy summer evening; we girls were enjoying a pleasant after dinner drink on the balcony of a rather smart hotel overlooking the river Dart. Conversation was jovial and took the usual saucy turn amid our giggling and laughter. We were in full flow, when a very elegant looking lady, complete with a large gin & tonic approached us and asked...
Rachel Dobson was a couple of inches taller than the average size for a woman, with fair hair, blue eyes, pert nose and a mouth that she always felt to be a little too wide. Her figure wasn't bad; slim hips, trim waist and nicely rounded breasts, neither too big nor too small. She was twenty-eight and sometimes felt that life was passing her by while she was...
Editor's Note: "Who Dat Girl?" is the story about our recent trip to New Orleans. In part 1, husband and wife — David and Tia — get frisky on the plane to New Orleans and attract the attention of two hot co-eds. * Erin and Danielle climbed into the back of the Suburban, and David and Tia took the middle seats as the cabbie loaded their bags. "Where to?"...