Alone at the beach Though this story can be read as a stand alone, it is better to read chapter 01 first, so you can get the whole background. This episode happened in the early 80's, before we knew about AIDS. PLEASE, always have protected sex, and do not forget to enjoy yourselves. ***** I called Ann to see whether she was able and willing to join...
Alexia dropped off the referral fee and changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt before heading home. Her pussy was still throbbing from her last client. After the last call she was glad to be heading home. The young man had a huge cock and fucked her well. She had cleared eleven hundred dollars after the days work. She had a pretty good nest egg and fing...
Firstly, I’d like to thank the three anonymous people who e-mailed me with their comments about my first story. All three were positive responses, which I have to say, gave me the encouragement to write this one. Thanks… All comments are welcomed, but I would like to e-mail my thanks in return, so please leave your e-mail address if that’s possible. Thanks a...
The best thing about her was that she was fun, just a lot of fun to hang out with. I liked her husband too, but Allie was something special. She was most fun, quirky, and weird person I've ever know. She could, and would, talk to anyone she chose, but she wasn't dippy nice. She was "cool" nice, the perfect mix between worldliness and innocence that's impossi...
At four in the afternoon on a beautiful summer day, 43-year-old Clarisse Ward was lounging in an arm chair, anxiously awaiting her visitor. She had prepared carefully for this visit, including what she felt was the perfect outfit; tight charcoal gray lycra pants that covered but concealed none of the carefully maintained curves of her legs and buttocks and a...
Salam (Hello), my name is Shahnaz Tabrizi a.k.a. dokhtar dewane (Crazy girl), I am your eyes and ears into Tehran's party and sex orgies underworld. On this blog, I am your navigator into a world of intrigue, betrayal, lust and power. With my fair skin, yellowish-blonde hair, big hazel eyes, slender frame and round butt, I am a popular party girl, but I refu...
Literotica writer believes that there is a ghost in her computer and that he is spying on her through her computer monitor. I watched Jessica watching Trish masturbating. I felt much like the voyeur watching them through their monitor. Only, I was not a voyeur, I was an active participant. I was a ghost, a perceived ghost, after all, "Boooo." She never took...
"Can I thank you? Because a girlfriend told me that wasn't the thing to say," she said. I just giggled, snogged her and fell off of her. "You're welcome," I chuckled some more, standing off of the bed. "Night's still young, champagne and a Jacuzzi?" I asked, well aware I'd see her again if I gave her the Presidential Suite in Central to solicit from whilst...
To Sleep Perchance To Dream Of Cuckolding! Carol was a mousy woman of 38 and a virgin when she married at twenty. This was the result of strict religious upbringing at home and school. Her mother taught her that sex was dirty, only necessary for procreation. Carol had three brothers and her mother boasted that as soon as she'd had a daughter she had never...
I can't believe I'm going to doing this. I keep telling myself that Steve and I are just meeting for drinks and nothing else, but my willingness to resist any advances by him . . . well it exist in word only. I tell myself that it is only drinks at his hotel while he in town on business but I know where it will end. Steve is sexy, funny, and smart and I am c...