My husband Dan is what you might call a lady killer. He is one of those guys that keeps getting more attractive as he ages. Now approaching 40, I often see women, especially younger women leer at him when we are out in public together. I on the other hand, like many women, reached my peak in physical attractiveness in my early 20s and it has been all downhil...
Her clothes were tighter yet again. Flesh squished against the cloth, bulging from the neckline as she struggled to keep her bra and shirt on. She sighed once the worst was over and worked on yanking her pants into place. They slid over her calves then staggered at her thighs. Fat squeezed over the waistband. Danielle scowled at the sight. Perhaps that was t...
Copyright © 2019 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the author. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ slut (slŭt) noun 1. a. A person, especially a woman, considered sexually promiscuous. b. A woman prostitute....
Part One I was in the middle of performing a leg hold, posing, while my friend Ami took a picture, or should I say a few hundred pictures in the hope that one of them would be suitable for all of my different social media accounts, when I saw him for the first time, he was around six foot tall, white but sporting a summer holiday tan, fairly broad, tempting...
CHAPTER 23 - IT COULD ONLY HAPPEN IN SAN FRANCISCO I drove in the direction of my own bank, knowing that there were other competing banks within walking distance of it. I figured if I opened various accounts near each other it would be easier in the long run. The competing banks included some of the usual suspects: Chase, Bank of America and Wells Fargo. A...
I came to consciousness slowly, like floating up from deep under water. I could hear a woman's voice singing softly. My eyes fluttered, still not awake enough to open fully, and I could make out a figure in the middle of the floor. I got the impression the figure was swaying or dancing. A little voice cooed and I finally forced myself completely awake. There...
This tale leaks all over the map -- a pinball machine, unclassifiable: straight boys and gay sex, exhibitionism and cross-dressing, but predominantly celebrity-prompted, starting and ending with famous actresses, drooling over, emulating and impersonating. So here we go... ***** All this happened a long time ago, in the legendary year of the 1984 Oscars. B...
I love my wife. I really do. So please read this with a grain of salt. My name is Gary, Gary Markus Jenning. My beautiful wife Marsha is an archeologist and makes a lot of money. It allows me to do what I want. I don't want to be a free loader, so I do work as a waiter a couple nights a week at a really nice restaurant. But mostly I play golf and take care...
Amy had been teaching at Marchmont Schools for almost ten years now, although you would never guess from her looks that she had even been out of high school for that long, let alone college. At 33, she felt like she didn't turn heads like she used to. Her husband always told her differently, but she used to feel the stares at bars, and had never paid for a d...
The rain had passed during the night. I woke to the sun peeking through the blinds and Meghan dreaming upon my shoulder. I ran my nose through her matted, blue hair, drinking in the aromas of old shampoo and the previous night's sweat. My hand crept beneath the tangle of blankets. No bra, the T-shirt I had lent her had ridden up to her bellybutton. I found...