"What's that?" I hear as I open my eyes. Aaron is pointing at the strapon that you left hanging from one of the chairs. I hear you giggle as I can feel my face flush. "It's a strapon," you explain, going over and bringing it back to Aaron so he can get a closer look. "But what did you do with it? Did you have another girl here?" Aaron asks, confused. "No...
This story follows on approximately one month after "A Second Life – Chapter 7". Once again, all the characters, places and events in the story are pure fiction and straight out of my active imagination. I do not accept any responsibility for any resemblance to real people, places or events that occur anywhere. ............ Zach sat at his desk in his off...
This story follows on from "A Second Life – Chapter 6". Once again, all the characters, places and events in the story are pure fiction and straight out of my active imagination. I do not accept any responsibility for any resemblance to real people, places or events that occur anywhere. ............ The dull throbbing ache in Zach's head was the first th...
I had bought the strapon ages ago when I was having an energetic affair with a fairly hard core lesbian. It was black and big; a good seven inches in length and more importantly about two and a half in radius. Those measurements meant that it provided an extremely good fuck, though I never quite understood what an avowed penis hating dyke got from me fucking...
Since that strange evening the sex with my wife had become very intense. We had gone from having sex once every month or two to a few times a week. She seemed to have discovered a new found interest in sex. Everything turned her on. A few times she came home very late and had me on my knees in the living room licking her pussy for ages, her pussy smelling st...
Black men the world over got this nasty habit of walking around like they own the place. Act like they're the toughest guys. Swagger like they've got the biggest dicks. And I both love and hate them for it. My name is Jeannette Saint-Mathieu. I was born and raised in the town of Cap-Haitien, in the North side of the Republic of Haiti. I've been living in the...
I – Forcing Dan into my cumslut It is incredible. Unbelievable what just happened on the last weekend. A big milestone turning hubby into my private little cumslut. And the best thing: He hates cum, what makes me even hornier every time I think about it. The more persisting he is in not being gay, the more fun I have thinking about the plans I have for the...
Submitted here is a reworking of an earlier piece posted to the now-defunct blog I mentioned in the description to the last item I placed here at Literotica. With apologies for being so engaged with the characters and their pecadilloes in the story I am currently working on, I have taken a brief break to---I hope---improve this story of a female doctor's int...
Warning: This story does NOT include sex of any kind. However, it is an intro to a story that does include MMF sex. If you're bored by the non-sex, or if you're not into MMF, this is where you leave the page. If you read this story and are interested in knowing what happens next, go ahead and leave me a comment. =========================== Three to Get...
Reading through the articles posted and felt I should post my own first experience having a MMF threesome with my girlfriend and my good friend. It was a weekend, started out pretty usual way, hit the gym for an hour workout back home and into the shower. When I got out of the shower there was a text from an old buddy who had moved a couple hours drive away...