Half an hour later, they had met Melissa in front of the airport. She was as good-looking as he remembered, her long blonde hair picking up the stiff breeze nicely. She was clutching a little golfer's cap to her head, one of her weird styles, and had on a thin fall jacket with a long black skirt. Her round button-nosed face wasn't on its happiest day, he cou...
1. My own story starts in the early years of the twenty-first century. I was a 30-year-old scientist. In those days, strange though it is to recall, most scientists were men, like me. I do not intend to spend long on the details of my life or the work that I did. In brief, however, I was considered an expert at the design and construction of instruments for...
Sonya stood naked in the mirror and twirled once. Hmmm, maybe if I twirled my cock fast enough I could take off, she thought lightly. She was in a good mood. Benny was in, and even though she had just gotten off shift, she was full of energy and felt like enjoying some company. She threw on her large pink dressing gown and matching slippers (she may be domin...
She sat curled up on the hard wooden floor between his feet. Her long slender legs were tucked underneath her on a plush red cushion as she softly ran her nails under the bottom of his jeans, trailing down his ankle and rhythmically stroking his bare foot. Her long brown hair lay like a flowing silk blanket over his lap as he gently tugged on it, absentminde...
Okay guys here's chapter four, hope you enjoy it. Once again thanks to Angelicsounds for doing such a wonderful job. As always feedback is much appreciated. JAMMANN Alicia looked up from the magazine she was reading at the sound of the lock turning, expecting to see Kristen or Anita, but her face quickly fell at the sight of Gabriel. Immediately, her bod...
Beauty is only skin deep, if that - my ending to hopelesslydevoted's My Beautiful Wife URL: http://www.literotica.com/s/my-beautiful-wife-1 hopelesslydevoted's My Beautiful Wife is a twist on a cheating slut story. His wife decides she's going to bat for the other team with a colleague of her husband's, and decides to do it at a party his company is havin...
(Slut must become the biggest whore in the Big Apple in order to pass her slave test!) * Day 6 continued. As we leave the shoe store and walk down the crowded street my mind is spinning thinking about the nasty things that I have been ordered to do today in order to pass my slut/slave test. I have been told to masturbate to orgasm in a car while we drove...
To those of you who follow my work, thank you in advance. Dawn, once again, great job and I'll get number 5 to you quickly so you don't have to wonder. Please don't forget to leave me love notes at the end. Situation Room, CIA Headquarters, Langley Virginia. Jack Richards sipped at the cold coffee as his eyes traveled back and forth between two large scr...
For those of you who read my work you know what I'm going to say, for the virgins to my work; there are no graphic sex scenes in this story. There are only so many things that can go on between two people or three people or more. After reading or writing once about those things you're just doing reruns, so why bother. I enjoy writing about the characters,...
We burst into the house later that night and I struggled to quiet Angela's shrill laughter. I wrapped an arm around her waist when she stumbled while trying to remove her stilettos. She sagged against me and I managed to drag her as far as the living room. I left her on the couch with a blanket pulled over her body. I walked upstairs and my pulse pounded as...