Cathy and I had been married three years and we were, and still are, a perfect match. My own overactive libido is balanced with Cathy's subtle and covert nymphomania, a match made in heaven. A big plus is that Cathy exudes hotness. She doesn't mean to and is a tease only when it serves a purpose. Fully clothed in conservative attire, which is her style, she...
We had met in the most anonymous place on Earth, a chat room. I don’t know what it was exactly that held my attention. Maybe it was that he could spell, initially, maybe the way he wove a sentence through the air and onto my screen that kept me reading and typing back intrepid responses, or maybe it was because he was everything I ever wanted. Whatever it wa...
A young musician named Rich left his shabby, low-rent apartment at dusk with a beat up guitar case. He climbed into his rusty old Chevy van, and the tired engine sprung to life, making a racket and vibrating badly. Rich shook his head waiting for some of the noise to go away when the oil warmed up a bit. He knew the engine was running on borrowed time. He d...
Sticky. Good sticky. I wonder if she's awake. Huh. No matter. I like it. The way she's hugging my chest. She feels so good, soft. Her ass. Hard. Soft. Both. I moved my hand down from her back to her butt. I couldn't help it. I started rubbing the left cheek. Shit. Busted. She's moving. I hope she's not mad. She's gonna look up. Yeah. Jeez, her eyes are so b...
Days and weeks went by and John and Trudy continued to titillate and tease each other through their texts. They just never could seem to find any time to steal to act on any of it. The frustration was building in both of them. It got so bad one night, they went and sat in their grocery store parking lots so Trudy could call and hear John's voice. That was a...
Candy and her boyfriend, John, had been working for several days cleaning out the downstairs bedroom. It had belonged to Jim, Candy's older brother. Jim had gone off to college, and Candy was eager to get his room, since it was larger than hers, and easier to sneak back into the house if she was out too late with John. John did most of the heavy lifting and...
Mandy Harris moved to away four weeks ago. Her dreams of a modeling career finally had their way. As they say all roads to modeling heaven in ol’ uncle SAM led to L.A.. I still slowed down everytime I drove past her house. We really had a great thing going. Ever since the third year of high school when we stayed behind in the school gym after classes. That...
***** by Prejudice for Literotica 12.10.2010 ***** She was dreaming of dragons and storm clouds, lightening and heavy rain. A voice carried with the mighty wind whispered; "I'm so sorry." She bolted upright, daggers at the ready. There was someone in her room. Her eyes adjusted to the lack of light and she could discern a shadow over by the open window...
This story continues where "College Education" left off. For those who enjoyed Ben's first lesson, you should appreciate his expanded curriculum as well. For those who have not read "College Education," you will find it introduces Ben's wonderful innocence (perhaps unbelievable to some of you, but true) and some of Diane's promiscuous nature. Be advised, how...
This is a work of fiction. Names characters and incidents are a product of the author's fevered imagination and wet dreams and any resemblance to to actual persons, living or dead, or real events are purely coincidental. He answered the door, and just stood there silently as she dripped over the threshold. She gestured helplessly at the mangled skeleton...