This continues "The Invitation" and I would suggest that the first part be read before starting here. * Charles and I rested and talked in bed over many topics since we had not socialized at work. We did many comparisons between groups and different people that we both mutually knew. As we were chatting, there was a rap on the door. Charles asked who was...
*Literotica rules apply. * Naylee's estimate was right, they had reached shore just before dark and set up tents on the beach with campfires. 'I don't know.' said Tashee, looking at them with the binoculars. 'They remind me of lizards from the looks of their heads and their long tails. They wear simple clothes, most of them only loincloths. Some a tunic o...
Of course he'd known. But for quite a while he just didn't know he knew. Yes, that needs some explaining, I guess. You see, when a horse wears blinkers, it can only see what is right in front of it. But it knows there is more. It can hear it, even smell it. But it doesn't see. Until it turns its head. One day John Filmore Cunningham turned his head. No,...
*Same Old Disclaimer* These are fictional events based on real people and written as an erotic homage to their sexiness and funniness. Author's Notes: This chapter turned out shorter than I imagined, but that means it gets to you all quicker. The coming chapter will likely take more time but keep an eye out for it before the end of the month. There is a tin...
I stood outside the stage door, my heart thumping in my chest. I looked around the grubby sidewalk of the street downtown; I wasn't the only one out here. There was the usual collection of lowlifes hanging around trying to bum smokes, guitar geeks that wanted to talk about gear and I wasn't the only girl nervously checking her makeup and fixing her stockings...
"Hey Sam!" I jumped and spun around, startled. One of my housemates (Mark) had walked into the kitchen where I was preparing breakfast for Sarah; the incredible girl I'd brought home the night before. Sarah was a pretty special girl; after a night spent with my head between her legs she had eventually let me cum this morning. She'd somehow coaxed me into...
Patricia's Bio I get a lot of questions from readers and people who have seen my pix and movies and they have asked to know certain things about me. So I decided to put together a BIO about me to answer some of the most asked questions. So for those curious ones, here you go. What is my birth date: 12-24-63 Where was I born: Pennsylvania Where do I li...
Chapter 3 They both got out of the shower and didn't bother to towel off. Aly followed him up to his bedroom, staring at his tight ass the whole time. Everything was erect on their bodies from excitement and the cold air. They let the water drip off them and hurried up to the bed to continue. Once in the room Aly asked, "So can I play again now?" Looking a...
What kind of a man would fuck his best friend's wife? I had asked myself that very question a hundred times in the past week. It was still going through my mind as I pulled into Zack's driveway. I parked and grabbed a duffel bag off the seat. Julia was waiting for me and opened the door before I could ring the bell. "You're very punctual, Mike," smiled Jul...
7: Cleanliness Is Next To His Thigh He splashed some water on his face and wet a washcloth to clean some of the cum from his crotch. If the bedroom was well appointed, the bathroom was even more so. As a "spa suite," it had a big jacuzzi style bath and some bath salts, a loofa like brush, and some nice smelling soaps and shampoos. Not a big solo bath perso...