1 Dave Bunn pulled his '58 Impala into the parking lot of TJ's, a popular joint in the ruff part of town. It was hard for Dave not to drive his new Vette, a '63 Stingray in red. Dave had the only one in town, he had just picked it up earlier in the day. It was supposed to go to a professional ball player, but Dave knew the owner of the dealership and the gu...
This is the third in a series of chapters of how my grandmother instructed me on the ways of PLEASURING ladies. All people / charters in these stories are older than 18 and younger than 75. Any resemblance between real people and ones in these stories is just a coincidence. NOTE: Maybe I should digress a little here and tell you how Grandma came to be livi...
Greetings all, I again wish to thank all who have read, voted, and commented on this series. This story is a work of fiction and fantasy. The events depicted did not and should not happen in real life. Any similarities to real persons are strictly coincidental. I also need to state that everyone in this chapter is above the age of 18. I do realize that what...
This story is based on the truth and real people. It all started in a routine sort of a way. Well, routine in a Literotica sort of way really! Let me explain. I am a lifetime fetishist. Male, 63, heavy build and hairy to gorilla standard. I experimented at an early age with wet clothing and kept at that converting to female attire through two marriages, tw...
It's early, to early for *the lazy, * *the tired, * *the not dedicated.* You slip into the pool. The ice cold water parting to accept your entry. Its icy fingers caressing your skin like tiny needles causing you to shiver. *This is what you expect,* *this will be hard,* *this is how it should be.* You glide out into the empty turquoise blue water,...
That's when the doorbell rang. As I stood up to answer the door Cindy pointed at me, then at the chair, indicating I should sit. I could not see who was at the door but the greetings and giggles I heard suggested that they were not strangers. I heard Cindy say "oops, I forgot, let me go get it," she circled back into her living room, grabbed her computer ta...
Our Kinky Money Lender Takes My Wife! I was in deep trouble. I had taken huge loans from Jaichand, a shrewd money lender in Indore. Jaichand was an old man, but reputed to be extremely crooked and violent. I had not been able to repay him back, despite being warned a lot of times by him. Now he had sent a message that he was coming to meet me in the office...
It was something I resisted admitting to myself at first, but the more Heather didn't want to do something, the more I pushed her into it. As soon as I found out she liked to be called a slut but not a whore, I started calling her a whore until she was so used to it that she would call herself a whore. When I found out she didn't like black men, I pushed int...
Author's Note: I recommend you read chapter 1 since I don't recap the previous chapter. * * * * * As Liz I felt sore and a little tired, but I started feeling more and more energetic. Burt's mind was slowly taking control of his body once again since the dominant mind was transferred out. I put in the bed and gave him a sleeping pill. This would give me fe...
Hello, it's Robin. First, a little about me. As i write this I am a sixty-three year old, still sexually active, bi woman. When this adventure started I was a 35 year old straight housewife with a loving husband, Jeff, and a great sex life. I was about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7 inches tall of course. Some things have moved around a bit,...