Helene walked down the market town's High Street on a drowsy summer afternoon. The elastic had gone in her left stocking and it kept falling over her knee. She had escaped for the afternoon, escaped to meet her girlfriend, and the one day of the week when she would know where Miranda was. Johnson's department store, lady's fashions. The schoolgirl pushed op...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** It was January, 1951 just shortly after my mother had passed away. My grandmother, my mother's mother, lived with us as she had for the past four years. Daddy was subsidized each month by grandma's brothers to make sure she was safe and was also being 'dried out'. No one in this s...
Part 1. David Barclay When checking and clearing old files from my PC I came across this story I'd written at the time when the events described here were happening. I've no great pretensions as an author, but since I read stories here at literotica I decided to submit part 1. It's in several parts so let's see how part1 is received. The events are broadly...
Micha and I met in the early days of Yahoo chat, when finding explicit chat rooms was easy and there were plenty of fun people online. I'm Lauri, or more formally, Lauren Carruthers, a name I chose to match my desired feminine persona. Now in my mid-40's, I've been crossdressing since my early teens. Micha and I met online and chatted for almost a year and...
She entered the bedroom and lying on her perfectly made bed in all white from the sheets to the comforter lay a present. She couldn't possibly overlook the box wrapped in silver paper with a bright blood red ribbon tied in a bow. Immediately she looked around the room thinking someone must be inside her house. She made a quick tour of the house going from ro...
We arrived in New York, and after gathering our luggage, we hailed a cab, and made our way into the city. Sarah had booked us a room at nice boutique hotel in mid-town. When we got into the room, Sarah ordered me to strip down to my panties. I stood in the middle of the room, in front of the king sized bed as she walked slowly around me, looking me over. She...
My first submission outlined my career as a part-time prostitute working in London, so now I'll enlarge on some of my adventures. I'd been working about 3 months when I was asked to visit, well, let's call him Rupert. He was a little older than me; I guessed (rightly as it turned out) he was 23. This was younger than the average client but, otherwise it was...
(Please read part one of this series, "Five Minutes") It had been two days since the wedding. Two long, masturbation filled days for Winnie. No matter what she did, she couldn't rid herself of the unfulfilled satisfaction coursing through her body. She had been fucked...fucked real good. The best ever in her life. But Marcus stopped and left before lettin...
Sandra was an ordinary type of girl, she was intelligent, but never went out of her way to impress anyone. She wore plain, but smart clothes. Not at all like the other girls I read about on Lit, she didn’t have big tits, she looked her age of 40, and wouldn’t win any beauty prizes. Not that I have anything against stunning girls with large tits. But how many...
My wife is a perfectionist, and if she does something she does it properly. We have a hobby that has turned into a lifestyle and we love it. What follows is an account of a rather exciting Saturday in our lives. We woke up at around 7am and as soon as my eyes were open, my wife Nat told me that we were going to have a lot of fun that day. She instructed m...