I. I began running through the girl catalogue of questions. Hair? I would definitely need to give it a good comb-out but I kept my hair relatively short and it would only take a second. Makeup? Well I'd touched it up and hour ago and could do so again once we got home. Not that I used much but I did want my lipstick and eyes to be nice for him. Lingerie ok?...
Author's note: A continuation of the 4 part series: My Wife Expands Her Love Life. PLUS Erica Travels to Africa & Erica meets the African Executives * The President was getting ready for the schoolgirls and their mothers to arrive when Mark and Julie came early. Their stunning daughter, Rachel, was with them. Rachel was dressed for this event as all the...
Hello Literotica! I'm ba-aa-ck! I want to thank everyone who sent their thoughts during my absence. This is a new one. I'm working on a few continuation chapters for other stories. I hope you enjoy it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I.... am a librarian," declares Rachel Weisz proudly, in the 1999 film, The Mummy. I'm not sure about your expe...
Again I'd like to thank my editor, dianaprince_73 for the great proofing and correcting of this story while she was snowed in. Without her help and knowledge I know the story wouldn't be as readable or as good. * On the day of the shoot Bonnie was told she would pose in four different outfits, and that the shoot would last all day. The first set of photo...
"So, buddy, what gives? Or should I say, girlfriend, because, let's face it, we've always acted more like girlfriends in the platonic sense, well, minus your tongue going between my thighs. Other than that, you've been more like a female friend or a gay male one or something like that. Anyway, let's talk, openly now, about what Rain wants out of this relatio...
Lana awoke to the birds chirping, the sun shining brightly and the wind whipping her drapes about. She loved the early morning hours before the heat of the day set in. The slender blond wife threw on a flimsy robe and descended the stairs for her morning coffee. While sipping her wake-me-up beverage, her thoughts turned to her next-door neighbors. Lana's hus...
Last winter I headed back to my old neighborhood in Montreal after living a while in the U.S. and decided, even before I'd unpacked in my new apartment, that I'd go to The Anvil that night. It was my old haunt, an odd mix of leather, boot boys, drag queens and the now and again straight acting preppie college boy. Friends told me it was still going strong an...
I had heard about the club called Nightshade ever since I first started college. It was a well known interracial club. To be more specific, it was a club where white women and black guys went to hook up. There were a few black women who went there as well, but not many. For the most part, they resented the white girls and about once a week there was a cat fi...
Jill had settled into the new situation with us perfectly and I think I enjoyed it even more than she did. I had taken control of her web sites and had also created a few personnel sites to help her find men to play with (all with big cocks). At home Jill was slowly taking control of the house and turning me into the primary domestic role for the house and...
This is a copyrighted work by Zeb_Carter and is not to be duplicated or copied, in part or in whole, to other sites without the explicit authorization from the Zeb_Carter. Golf Slut As he stepped in the front door, Sam could tell there was something wrong. The house was dark and quiet. Usually, when he came home from a business trip, his wife was waiting f...