After a little while he came back, he didn't need to knock this time, having stolen her spare key before. Quietly he slipped in and looked about, with a gym bag over a shoulder. He could see that his little slut had been busy with clearing away the dishes and other stuff whilst he had been gone, and saw her sleeping form on the couch. Gently he stole into th...
I felt self-conscience kneeling behind Larry as he laid face down on his bed with my tongue pushed deep into his asshole. Not because I was rimming my wife's brother, but because I'd come straight from work and didn't have an opportunity to get my sissy girly outfit on. I was discovering how sexually powerful submission could be, especially for a straight...
The wicked queen had just been doing some very wicked things to herself, but now she was coming to her senses. That fucker! And that slut! That cock was hers! And the title of most loveliest in the kingdom was hers! There was no way she was about to let the little bitch take her title and her husband's cock along with it. She slipped out of the stable with...
The set-up: I have always enjoyed black-on-white stories. I especially like black uber-male paired with little white lady stories. You might like this too! If you find incest stuff or racist talk (even in the service of getting yourself off) offensive, then please hit the 'back" button. Otherwise, enjoy! * I watched Big Mike approach my 19 year old littl...
I am basically a docile man. Simple and very ordinary. I never have asked much of my wife; we have lived a simple life. I haven't asked for much, though in my most deeply held desires I have wished that I could be a man who could ask for and receive carnal pleasures that I could only imagine. Things I have read about, and seen on video, and dreamed about....
Chapter 03 - Walking the Dog Margaret had been married now for 31 years and until a few months ago she had only had intimate relations with her husband. These had been some what regular and predicable, but 3 months ago she had decided to take things, literally, in her own hands. Time was passing by and she wanted to have memories and not regrets when she wa...
This story was inspired by the profile of a Literotica site member. If you recognise yourself – let me know! * * * * * You know, when my wife told me she'd let our 'granny flat' to a student she'd met at the beauty salon I was annoyed. I like my privacy, and we didn't need the money. Things didn't improve when you arrived either. You acted like you owned...
(Author's note - Please vote, as it will motivate me to finish the second chapter) * * * Me and Carrie were typical high school sweethearts, and we were from a town where high school sweethearts were typical. What wasn't so typical was that we kept on dating even after she went away to college. Four years of nothing but vacations and a handful of weekends,...
I started to get everything together. First some chips and dip from one of the food bags. Then when I started to do a knee bend to get the beer from the cooler (a last vestige of modesty) John called out to me to be sure to, "bend from the waist like the slut you are. And use a tampon." Bending over, I felt my skirt ride up and knew my panties and ass was...
Author's note: My thanks to my editor. Even more for this story than usual, as she had to struggle with my straying into new pastures. ***** She followed the unicorn all day, far from her shelter, much further than she'd ever travelled. He was her friend. He protected her when the beasts came; they were no match for his size. Nor his agile horn. He foraged...