She is a special girl, full of passion and generous to a fault. I would not label her submissive but she denies me nothing when we cyper. She is young enough to raise my passions to a fever pitch. Yet, she is old enough to be real, a real women with mature passions. Soon she will knock on my door. We will have 12 hours to explore and do as we will. The...
Al has the perfect job to satisfy his foot fetish. My name is Linda and I'm a prostitute. One of my regular clients is Al, the owner of Al's Shoe Store downtown. Al has a foot fetish. Much in the way that a Yogi has been able to transform himself from living a solitary, spiritual lifestyle by practicing meditation in a way that translates the benefits of m...
Sandra moved to an upright position and sauntered back towards the house. She paused for a moment standing over her daughter who was now laying on the ground recovering from her own climax. Felicity had followed her Mother in a sort of trance, her mental state had taken several blows over the past few hours. First watching her Mother give herself to a wild...
Thrash Maxim staggered out of the building, trying to clutch at his heart. His arms, perpetually kept six inches from his body by his bulky lateral muscles, hobbled by his chunky biceps and popeye forearms, couldn't bend quite enough to reach his chest, and so he flailed like a youthful author reaching for a metaphorical butterfly. "I'm having a gawdamn hea...
I've been pondering the subject of the beta male for almost two decades. The reason? Because I am a beta male. There wasn't really a way to classify it in my mind previously, who or what I was. Thankfully, age and experience - and many years of Literotica membership - have allowed me to identify what I am. The intended audience of this essay is for other bet...
Part Three RULES OF THE GAME Where Vivian's mother lays out exactly what she expects from her son if he wants to keep her onside and help him to achieve his dream. Vivian went into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He was whistling, there was a spring in his step. "You've been ages... hello, what's this?" His mother indicated the towel....
All names have been changed to protect the guilty. ***** Being a very short guy (5'3") with a small frame has been a major handicap in my quest for female companionship. Having a micro penis was the nail in my coffin. Throughout my youth, I was ignored or rejected by girls. I had my first girlfriend in college, Caroline Fletcher. She was smart, beautiful,...
As Judy worked, she saw James Pogo heading her way, she loved seeing the big black man as he was so handsome and friendly, and also she couldn't help it- she was erotically interested as well; he obviously had a thing for her and she was getting closer and closer to giving in. Seeing the way he looked at her and the obvious bulge in his pants made it clear h...
"Tonight just got more interesting" I said. "Oh, you don't even know the half of it yet," she beamed. Taking her drink to her lips like nothing had happened. Urges pulsed through me yet I couldn't do a thing here. Putting it simply, I needed to get her home, I needed her, my restricted erection felt unusual yet pleasurable . Finishing our drinks, we left...
Feedback to the link below. We're standing near a window overlooking the city, ignoring the noisy early evening cocktail party, our eyes locked, a soft smile on her face. Is she amused or is the smile unimportant? "So tell me," she says, "what sort of women do you like?" Direct, certainly. A direct woman. I have a vague memory of someone telling me she owns...