A Gesture Jocelyn stared enchanted at his hand on her abdomen. His long splayed fingers ended in chipped, paint smudged nails. She shivered at the memory of those hands the night before. Jocelyn slid carefully from his embrace to admire him as he slept. Collin's breathing was deep and even, each exhale a growling sigh. She watched the rise and fall of his w...
The next day at school certainly could have been awkward for Dan, if he had allowed himself to notice any of the girls he had slept with in the past week. Jane, of course, was pissed at him and wouldn't even look at Dan. Miss Kline kept trying to get his attention, but he remained absorbed in his work. Casey was feeling both neglected and horny, and kept com...
In my last writing I told you how my wife Miriam, from whom I was separated, wanted to get back with me, and I had decided to make it an all-out punishment session. After all, I had known for a while that she was letting at least one other man fuck her, and I then discovered that when she got home from work (as a teacher she got home long before me) she woul...
It is a national custom in Finland to travel by boat either to Stockholm or Tallinn. Actually the destination does not matter too much as long as you have an opportunity to have fun and relax. There are big ferries full of entertainment on the routes and the cruises are relatively cheap. It was a must to me to check out this phenomenon during my stay in Finl...
Present Day Damn! Damn! Damn! My God! My God! What have I done? I smell sex; it is unmistakable but it is strangely one-sided...I want to puke. My head is clearing of the booze and coke. I am beginning to comprehend why it seems one-sided. "Mmmmm....hug me baby, you... you guys...mmmm; you wear me out." My wife murmurs as she turns and adjusts to align h...
I was an 18-year-old senior in high school when my next door neighbor asked me if I would begin mowing her lawn. She was 39 years on and married. She and my Mom were best friends and she often told my Mom how handsome I was and how I would break some girls' hearts someday. Actually, I was very shy. I had never thought that I was attractive to the opposite se...
I am the hottest, sluttiest chick at Hubert H. Humphrey High School. Half the wrestling team has me on speed dial. Everyone in school calls me Blow-Job Betty. I have cantaloupe-size tits, a tiny waist and a tight, little ass. No guy can resist me. Not even my history teacher, Mr. Wagner. He fucked me in a broom closet during study hall. The guy grunted like...
You cannot use this story for any commercial purpose, and you cannot publish it in any website other than Literotica. Respect original writing. Thanks. ******* I dedicate this story to Connie the Hot Cunt, and its conclusion, which will happen in the next episode, to Miss X, there in Alabama. Note: This story was never intended to be a quick teasing :-) s...
He arrived home from what had started out to be an eagerly anticipated brunch/lunch date a little after 1:00 on Sunday afternoon. He had been looking forward to meeting the woman with whom he had had a short, but promising email correspondence about the possibility of a relationship. She was younger, very pretty, had similar goals and purposes to his own and...
"Will you come on, Kayla!" Will Tucker called out to his friend, Kayla Bryant, who was trekking through the dirt path that wound through the multitude of forest trees. It was a cloudy day, and the sky looked like it would produce rain in no time. Their college class was going on a 'Nature Expedition' as the teacher had called it. They were supposed to be c...