"Let me explain to you how my house is organized," Barbara was saying. We were seated at a small glass table in a lounge area of the house. The giggling housesluts had been sent to their quarters, and Barbara and I were alone except for Manuel, Barbara's "faggot houseboy" (as she called him) and the only male who was permitted in her domain. Manuel had made...
The following month John and Samantha saw more of one another, scheduling what time they could around their busy lives to be together. Brianna also saw more of John as Samantha now called on him more often to take care of her when she had a late night at the office. Things were moving along wonderfully until John again broached the subject of running more te...
I just fuck. And fuck, and fuck, and fuck. I am genetically predisposed to fuck. Since the sex drive is so powerful, I am sure anyone could say this. But other people seem to have a capacity to do other things. I just seem to be predisposed to fuck. When I am not fucking, I am thinking about it. When I am working, in the back of my mind there is action betwe...
The sun had sat on another Los Angeles day and Bridgit Mendler was ready to hit the town, if only she could decide what to wear. Her room was a mess with clothing everywhere as she tossed one top to the side along with another skirt that didn't quite look right. Bridgit put her hands on her hips and sighed, she just couldn't find anything to wear. She looke...
April changes course. She went black...and she came back I hope you guys have read my four true stories from the 80's about my damn fucking sexy wife April and her dark desire for black meat. April likes white guys also, she just enjoys the attention black men give her. They treat her like a princess. Also, she really likes the contrast in skin color. Vic...
Hi, I'm Annie... and I think I'm ready to share some of my stories. I say 'I think' because in this moment I'm really jazzed on the idea. But... I'm also under the influence of a couple of excellent margaritas... and they are inspiring my words. My hubby, Anthony, is the delight of my life... and has been my partner-in-crime in my exhibitionist adventures d...
Imagine signing in to Literotica with a driver's license. It's the reality British citizens face in an effort to protect children from pornography. Since I can't even synch my nudes with the cloud, I have no idea how Britain intends to safeguard the privacy of the millions of users on pornhub. But there are enough articles about why that won't work. Bear w...
I followed him. I don't know how I managed to do it, but I did. Every single move that James made, I shadowed. I saw her. I saw this woman that was so much better than me. She looked so damn frail. For some reason, I couldn't seem to be able to process why James would choose this painted little stick figure of a woman over me. When I looked her over, I was a...
As if your vote is my applause, please vote for my story. There are no characters under the age of 18-years-old in this story. * In the beginning, before there was children, there was sex. Continued from Chapter 01: In the way that he still remembered seeing his mother and sister in their bras and panties, topless, and naked, he'd love nothing more than...
Anal sex is addictive. Both women and men can be addicted to it. And once they're there, it's the point of no return. There's no coming back from anal sex addiction. Trust me, I know. My name is Rose Blanc. I'm a five-foot-ten, busty and big-bottomed, somewhat heavyset ( I weigh 250 pounds ) Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Like man...