It was a comfortable winter's afternoon in Delhi. I was on my way from Dhaula Kuan on to NOIDA. The bus was not packed, but there was no empty seat in sight, so I had to stand. As I looked around, my carnal instincts looking for a appreciable female form, I could not locate any. Suddenly the bus halted at one of the stops, and I was amazed to see about 20-2...
I am a bi curious female with a husband wanting me to fulfill my bi curious fantasy while he watches jacking off. The only time I can talk real dirty to my husband is when he is servicing my clit with his awesome tongue and his digits are filling my pussy. I say things that I am embarrassed to admit to after my orgasm has subsided. Somehow, my husband talked...
The Examination Soft touches on my tortured ass and upper thighs woke me up. I moaned with the pain it caused and I tried to move. Gentle hands pushed me down and a soft whispery female voice told me to stay calm and relax. She was rubbing a special paste on my injuries so they would heal fast and clean. The paste, however, would not take away any pain or d...
I The girls started filing in to Ms. Thorndike's classroom at 9:00 a.m. By 9:15 all of the seats were filled and a few of the girls started scouting for any empty chairs they could squeeze in. They were asked to arrange themselves in a semi-circle around two empty high-backed stools. They weren't exactly sure what they were there for. But the title of the...
Chapter 3: Linda and Adele Linda lay on the bed looking coyly up at Adele as she stripped her bikini from her sun tanned body and approached her girlfriend with a glint in her eye and a lust in her smile that spoke volumes. The sight of Dave's spunk glistening on Linda's hair, face and body had stirred Adele's passion even further and she dropped silently b...
Foreword to all that care. This is after all a fiction. The nicknames in this story have all specifically granted me permission to write a narrative including them in it. There really is a Stories and Authors room in the chat part of Literotica. But we all know that it is a "Virtual Place" (no one actually met). The author assumes no responsibility for any s...
"I am no lady!" was what she said to me in an e-mail. It got me thinking if I was a lady myself? Then I got some really 'wonderful' feedback, anonymous of course. A reader called me a ". . . fucked up degenerate slut . . .", so what was I? Up to this moment I thought I was a lady. But I guess we need to define 'Lady' and see how I rate. I think any convers...
Here's what happened. I was out in the country just cruising along the main highway. I had cruise control set at a hundred and I was just sitting back relaxing, enjoying the scenery. A little way off I could see where another road joined the highway. I thought it was fairly safe to assume that it was an unmade road as I could see a plume of dust rising from...
My exciting new perversion Hello again, baby. I hope everything is well with you. I'm fine. If you remember from the last time I wrote, I'm about 30 months into transition at this point, male-to-female. I can easily pass in public now, as I have years of practice as a bisexual man to draw from. And I've discovered a new sexual fetish, one that I'm very exci...
Life, for now at least, has found its equilibrium. I work four shifts at the cafe, and the rest of my time is free for pursuing my artwork and getting together with friends. At home, well, it’s what you might call a turnkey operation. I’m getting a sense of what the lives of 19th century landed gentry might have been like! I don’t cook, I don’t clean, I don’...