Theresa Simmons is the name. I'm a six-foot-tall, voluptuous and big-bottomed, dark-skinned young Black woman living in the city of Atlanta, down in Georgia. Although I look like an ordinary gal, if a bit Amazonian in stature, in most respects, I'm something else entirely. You see, I'm a shape-shifter. I can assume the form of any person or animal I touch. T...
She was the love of my life, my soul mate, my queen. I went to work each morning and sulked because I couldn't see her, and when I got home, not a day went by that we haven't made sweet love and fallen asleep in each others' arms. But there was one thing about her that I didn't know when I fell in love with her. It was something that may have influenced my...
Author's Foreword— This is my eleventh offering to Literotica and her readers. You're invited to leave a public comment and access my profile to see what other goodies can be found in my archives. Enjoy! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It was a boring evening to be out on patrol. Thursdays usually were. Officer Jose Ocala t...
When Steve entered their bedroom, he found her asleep. His angel was so burnt out from all of their activities that she was taking an uncharacteristic daytime nap. He went over to the bedside, and looked down at his wife's exquisite body lying nude on the bed, and felt a rush come to his loins and felt his face flush. He had seen a lot of naked women in hi...
As the door of the conference room closed behind us, I quickly surveyed the room for chairs, tables, and such. I felt that I had better separate the two battling blondes before a real catfight ensued. Besides, I didn't want to get caught in the middle of a hair-pulling, nail-scratching, free for all! Someone could get seriously hurt; namely me! I saw that...
"DING" The oven timer sounded and Lucy Hale reached into the stove with a gloved hand and pulled out a tray of muffins and smelled them with a perma-smile adorning her face. She put the hot tray on the stove and closed the oven, careful not to let her bare legs touch the hot oven. She caught her reflection in the mirror above the stove, she didn't look at...
Chapter 3: Tom Walker Tom Walker drove his pickup truck slowly down the dusty road, trying to think. He grimaced as Britney Spears threw her voice into the third chorus of "Oops! I Did it Again." God, he hated that song! His finger hovered over the buttons, though, as he remembered how much Jess had loved it, and how often he'd heard her singing it in her y...
It was Oktoberfest at the Deutschland Club in Seattle in 1985. Do you want to hear about how I got fucked that Saturday night? I was eighteen years old, taller and bustier than most girls my age. I hadn't planned to waitress, but Inga Schneider, who was in my drama class at Roosevelt High, sold me - even though of course it was against the labor laws. "Com...
It was a cool spring evening and I was ready for some hot fun. I just didn't know how hot it was going to be. But then I hadn't met Kitty. I had heard about a Strip club that pushed the envelope of what dancers would do so I decided to check it out. I had just broken up with a virgin queen girl friend so I really needed some hot sex! My play virgin almost gi...
Prior to reading Pt. 2 I recommend reading "Mature couples first foursome Pt. 1" as a way to introduce yourself to the characters, and to set the stage for the ending of our first foursome. Thank you. ***** In Part 1 of the story describing our first foursome I ended with my husband Walter taking one of Cindy's pretty feet in his hand. No sooner than he di...