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Sweaty

by bassbelly on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Mike was a huge man. He was a welder at a prefab steel shop in Buffalo. His wife of four years, Eileen, was also a welder at the same shop. She was a big woman, twenty eight years old, five foot eleven and a hundred and seventy pounds. Big Mike dwarfed her. He was six foot eight and two hundred eighty pounds. Together they made an imposing pair. Both of them...

Sweaty Shoe Fun at the Gym Ch. 02

by SluttyMallory on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

John paused as he reached for the handle of the door. He could feel his heart pounding as he began pressing on the door. He could remember the sensation of the damp, sweaty shoe sole being pressed into his penis. He moaned quietly to himself and pressed his swollen penis against his leg trying to stifle his erection as he opened the door to the University Gy...

Sweaty Shoe Fun at the Gym

by SluttyMallory on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

John walked quietly into the main room of the college gym; taking a look at the clock and letting out a quiet sigh. It was seven already. He knew that he only had two hours to get his workout done before he would have to go back to his dorm room to prepare for his morning class. "Hey Jenny," said john in gentle voice "just thought I'd drop by for a quick wo...

Sweaty Shoe Fun at the Gym

by cowboy109 on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

The bottle hit the floor. The thick brown glass bottom gave an especially dark and heavy thud. I love that sound. It's the sound of familiarity, of being home, of not being shot at. The empty bottle spun in a circle as if to taunt me to play a game of truth or dare with myself. The TV had suddenly switched from late night re-runs of Columbo to a morning talk...

Sweaty Palm

by anubiis on Sep 1, 2017
How To

For all you Literotica PalmOS PDA users out there who want to take their favorite stories with them on extended trips, puruse while idling in the waiting room, or liven up a boring bus or train ride to work, here's how: Step 1. First, you'll need to download a little Palm document conversion program called "MakeDocW". Unfortunately, and for good reason, the...

Sweaty Palms

by ShellyBob on Sep 17, 2017
Erotic Couplings

In some strange way, it was his profound ugliness that attracted me to him. There was something very raw about this person, who took absolutely no interest in his appearance or social conduct. When I first met him, I couldn't stand him; he was rude and blunt to everyone he spoke to, including, most upsettingly, me. I might not be perfect, but I'd become used...

Sweaty Nostalgia

by AlwaysHungry on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I'm entering this in the "Summer Lovin'" contest. It's my first contest. I implore you to vote for me! I'll do anything you want! * I remember how we met. I was sitting with my laptop in a warm and cozy apartment on a snowy winter's eve in France, listening to Pharoah Sanders on my stereo. You sent me an audacious email, flirting with me simply on the basi...

Sweaty Business

by badreamer on Feb 6, 2018
Fetish

It was a run-down truck stop near the border, where trucks stopped to overnight before crossing. She was a tired-looking whore who gave me a fake smile as I entered the dimly lit and otherwise empty reception area. I didn't smile back, walking to a counter where a guy of some 18 years was tapping on his mobile, completely ignoring me until I coughed pointedl...

Sweaty Happy End

by badreamer on Mar 20, 2018
Anal

This is a direct continuation of "Sweaty Business" so if you didn't, I suggest you read that first. *** It was one of the best fucks I had in a long time. Which was not saying a lot, truckers being somewhat low on staying power and even lower on willingness to care about my enjoyment. It was just a service I was providing to them. This guy was not exactly...

Sweaty Fun

by gentle504 on Jul 4, 2018
Fetish

Even with the sun almost gone for the day, it was hot as hell! The humid air made it impossible to not be sweaty and sticky. By the time classes were done and all the summer school children were outside getting picked up, Loretta Jones was soaked. Seeing the last child crawling into the backseat of their parent's car, the forty-year-old, portly, onyx skin t...