Not so long ago an old schoolgirl friend of my wife got back in touch after several years. My wife had kept in touch with Samantha over the years exchanging Xmas and birthday cards etc. Then Samantha turned up on our doorstep with her bags after her marriage broke up. My wife, Elizabeth offered sympathy and practical help to her old school friend. First thi...
The morning mist was thick upon the pastures that lined the road to the stables. Stacy liked to arrive earlier than most riders. She loved riding her gelding on the trails and through the gently rolling hills alone. She was often the first rider to arrive in the morning when the stables were just coming to life. She parked her large SUV and strolled toward...
Ok so, where we last saw our intrepid adventuress, me. I was butt-naked and balls deep riding my lover's cock riding like the wind and unawares of the insidious plot being hatched against my purity. Like that? I'm rather proud of it myself. Anyway, lost in the moment I suddenly felt a hand on my back and another caressing my tit. It felt good in the mom...
Author's note: I am ridiculously overwhelmed with all of the positive feedback that everyone has been giving me. Thank you all for your kind words! It helps to keep me going. You guys are amazing and I hope that you continue to enjoy the series as I write it. Please know that I am always open for suggestions. With a title like Never Have I Ever, it begs to b...
In the schoolroom thirty girls, aged from 18 to 21, wearing thirty grey Hazely Reformatory skirts and pullovers, sit at thirty desks, studying the arithmetic problems on the blackboard. At the front of the schoolroom Miss Bulstrode, a strapping woman with a short, dyke's haircut, paces backwards and forwards, scrutinising the girls keenly, pausing now and t...
I thought I had kept things under wraps. I even had myself convinced that I took the job at the tack shop because I needed money. It's true, I did, but the truth is I had to hide a hard on every time I had to stock the riding crops. My boss, Jenny, was decent as bosses go. She was always friendly, and kept the discussions to work stuff. A nice arm's length,...
"Gina bring the Puta in here," Juanita yelled at her daughter from the other room. He needs to be milked, you girls can watch and learn." Two of Gina's friends had come to see the Canadian cock her mom was training. They wanted to watch her make a male slut perform and maybe learn how to make the boys in their lives more subservient. But mostly they enjoye...
This is part 3 of a 5 part story. It starts with this one http://www.literotica.com/s/checkout-lane-hookup-ch-01 Thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for fixing my horrid grammar and an occasional bit of inspiration. * Pete shut the door to the room and locked it, then smiled at Carolyn. Her nipples were noticeably erect, and knowing that she was aroused...
Miranda. One cool lady. She was the kind of co-worker you lucked into. Highly competent. Took care of business. Represented the firm with aplomb. She exuded professionalism. At twenty plus years younger than I, she carried herself with a pert self-confidence. She could be flirtatious and sexy when she chose to turn it on. Her persona was an amalgam of an i...
Heath had only been seeing Lorraine for 3 weeks now. Something about her demeanor excited him. She seemed to have some sort of hypnotic control over him. Whenever he looked into her eyes he felt like she was peering inside his very soul, like she new his every whim and kink. He found he had to avert his gaze most times as they were just too piercing for his...