Valerie was a porn movie stereotype, but she didn't know it. Quiet and studious, she wore glasses and always had her permed black hair back in a ponytail. When I asked if she ever dressed up, she said, "I don't have time to go out." I usually walked her back to her dorm after our calculus class. "You're such a gentleman," she told me in her soft Southern ac...
I was feeling so horny when I awoke. The whole night I moaned for a partner. As I touched my pussy, I was feeling wet. I prayed, 'Oh God! Please help me to search for a bed partner, I wished to live, no more as virgin girl, and stood from the bed. As usual I took my bra, panties, and dildo; and locked myself in the bathroom. I took off my night gown and th...
It all started about three years ago. I have a good marriage, and my wife is a sweet woman but is a little selfish in the sex department. When we would have sex I would start by kissing and licking her up and down then give her multiple orgasms where by she would usually squirt. I would use my mouth and hands as well as toys. She would be so hot all she want...
In chapter 3 my Auntie arranged a pee taste test with several donors for me. In this chapter she indulges my love of girls' clothes, and introduces me to a new pee donor. Chapter 4. Auntie Jean buys me clothes for a girls night in, and I drink from the fountain of youth. After my marathon day of pee testing and drinking yesterday I was quite happy to sl...
Note: I came across this story on a blog. I found it so interesting that I thought it deserved a wider audience. Hence this post on Lit; obviously I have no claim to copyright. I'm posting it in the hope the real author will come forward and delight us with some more details of the background to this story, and hopefully its many sequels. --------- I am a...
The way time has flown by, it feels like I just flew in to London. Hearing the pilot's voice in my early morning slumber, "we are now arriving at London's Heathrow Airport." This may sound strange, but it was something that I looked forward to on this trip to the United Kingdom. If I could I would have tape-recorded it as a fond memory. Truth be told, I actu...
Ms. Nadine Johnson definitely stood out from the crowd of my 100+, mostly first-year, college students. In politically correct terms, she would be described as a "non-traditional" student, meaning older, and probably attending school part-time. I later learned that she was 42, married, with no kids. I noticed Ms. Johnson on the very first day of class in t...
Karl looked to the maps laid on the desk, they outlined Martinez estate and the surrounding areas and towns. Although they were dated and used, the maps displayed several key areas in which a super natural could hide and not be found. This little problem was going to change and fast. Karl had already delegated to his security team and several search parties,...
Submitted to literotica.com by the author. * "Grandma." "Yes, Tobi?" "Those moths that were here..." "No, Tobi," said Kuruma. "I told you to pretend they were never here." "Everybody else aren't pretending they weren't here," objected Tobi. "That purple-winged tattle-mouth," muttered Kuruma, low enough for her grandson not to hear. "I heard they are...
It was late one Friday night when she made that two hour drive out to the isolated country town. She was alone and trying hard not to think about what she was about to do or what many possibilities awaited her arrival. This was so out of character for her, so cheap, and so dangerous, but she wanted to see what this lifestyle was really like, first hand. She’...