That European trip was just the first step in shaping Penny's sexual preferences. Throughout her life similar experiences would reinforce her liking -- and need -- for situations where she was taken advantage of and used for another's sexual satisfaction, with no real thought for whether she was getting something out of it. Like the time Penny was on her so...
I eased myself of Kay leaving her lying with her legs spread and my cum running from her swollen pussy. I grinned to myself, she had been a nice fuck and I had enjoyed emptying my balls in her cunt. Glancing round the room I still saw no sign of my wife, Jo, who had gone with Kay's husband Steven to look at the house when we had arrived. Steven was there al...
I pull my coat around my waist and shudder... the evening is mild, but my skin is still slick with sweat from our encounter in the doorway a block back. My ass is a little warm from banging up against the brick, and I know that there will be scratches in the morning, not that I care. I stuff my underwear into my purse and quicken my step to keep up with you....
Author's Note: This is my first story ever. Some of it is true. Think of it as a spiced-up journal entry, and go easy on me. It's my first time. (Participants were 18 or older at the time that the story took place.) * I was on the train from Philadelphia to Springfield. I had spent the weekend with my high school friend who was going to college in Philly...
(c) 2017, Spunk N Wagnels We're not sure who can ultimately be credited with starting the movement but for awhile it was hard to pick up a woman's magazine without reading an article about men's balls. The initial thrust was to grab them. This evolved into educational articles about their biology, sensitivity, emotional connection of them to the man, etc. W...
*A big thanks to sexforgirls for helping me edit my first story!* * The doors open and I'm met with a gust of cold, stale air from within the train carriage. As I make my way to a spare seat to get comfortable for the long trip home from uni, I notice the guy opposite me. He looks familiar, but I'm not too sure from where I know him. 'Maybe he's someone I'...
So, Maryam and I were at the stop, getting ready to board the rail to downtown Sacramento, and she had her fingers down my pants for a moment. To be fair, I had my hand on her booty, so it was tit for tat, as it were. One would never know that we were brother and sister, albeit with benefits. Yeah, I regularly humped my sexy Arab sister, but wouldn't you? We...
After a day of meetings in town, I find the commuter train that will take me to the lot where I've parked my car. It's late rush hour in fall, which mean it's already getting dark. I miss the late sunshine, but the warm temperatures of the Indian summer weather we've been having are a pretty good tradeoff. On the platform, I put my tote down and fold my swea...
To the gentle reader: The tale of these characters is told in a series of stories, which you can find in my Literotica profile—(a) We're All Friends Here Right?, (b) April Rain, May Blossoms, (c) The Seduction of Sara, and (d) Bonfire Fairytales. Each installment can stand alone, but dedicated readers should find prior acquaintance with the characters to be...
I'd had a long, long day. At that moment, all I wanted was to get home, have a hot, soothing mug of coffee, and go to bed, sleep my worries away. I just wanted to forget about it all, forget that spiteful look on Mr. Jenkins face when he fired me. It was obvious he had hated me from the day I started at the job, he had been looking for a reason to fire me...