Creaking of floors – the deadly fear for all sexually active teens. I was nineteen, and a little inexperienced. I used to think I'd wait until I was married, but as I grew older I became more and more interested in sex. I owned a vibrator, dirty magazines and some lacy underwear, but I was dissatisfied, and wanted something – or someone – more. The small...
Dwayne knew he had five days vacation time to use up by the end of the year or he would lose them. It'd been too many years since he took one, and since the past few months had been hectic he decided to take some time off. It was the weekend before Thanksgiving, and after a long day on the road, Dwayne pulled up to Deana's house. You see they were once lover...
First, a little about me. As i write this I am a sixty-three year old, still sexually active, bi, very submissive woman. When this bi- submissive adventure started I was a 35 year old straight housewife and business consultant living with a loving husband. When 35, I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7 inches tall of course. Some things h...
(c) 2009 All rights reserved "Simon, would you get that?" Connie called from her bedroom. Her date was probably here and she wasn't quite ready. She turned back to the mirror. Her black hair was swept back into a braid, and she wore dangly silver earrings. She stood back to evaluate, and nodded, as pleased as it was possible for her to be. Her skirt was ank...
I never thought that I would get over my fetish this way. Dawn and I have always tried to keep each other happy. I would do anything for her and she would do anything for me. I had a fetish of being used as a toilet and every once in awhile she would use me. She was not too excited about it but she did it anyhow. Every once in a while she would tell me bedti...
Author's note: 100% Fiction. All characters engaging in sexytimes are adults. Late Wednesday morning, the day before Thanksgiving. Matt's boss had suspended the project until the holiday was over, giving Matt five glorious days off in a row. Janice's job; however, was in departmental crisis mode trying to finish their task before the holiday. Matt had...
Chapter 7: Having the talk The next day I got up early and sent a fax. "Miss Spencer, I hope you enjoy a Happy Thanksgiving, Ben." The words we overheard when Jen was talking to her sister, "I can't. I just can't sit at that table and pretend...," haunted me. Was she saying she couldn't sit at her parents' Thanksgiving table and pretend that the man she ha...
Please give me the support of your vote. * Just turkey. This how to story is just about turkey and how to make turkey soup...Naked? Be honest. Being that this is Literotica, you wouldn't read my How To story if the word naked wasn't in the title, now would you? Am I right? So, staying true to the title, How to Make Turkey Soup...Naked, whoever makes this...
Before I knew it, we were looking at having a week off from classes over the Thanksgiving holiday. A few of us were sitting around at Nicole’s house one afternoon the week before Thanksgiving and discussing what we could do together during the week’s vacation. “Let’s have some kind of party,” Kristine suggested. “A Thanksgiving party? How would we ever do...
Foreword: This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my st...