My boss presented me with an all-expenses paid trip to a resort in the Caribbean for being the top salesman for the quarter. Being single and twenty-six year old, this would not have been my first choice as a prize. However, getting away from the Boston winter for even a week would be a welcome break. When I arrived at the resort, I was given a tour of the...
He chose my outfit for the evening, a skirt so short It barely covered my ass. It was a red plaid skirt, more punk than schoolgirl, but paired with a white button-up shirt. I was allowed no panties and he pulled a black bra from my drawer. I blushed as I thought of how it would show through. I put on a touch of make-up, including the reddest lipstick I own a...
She lay in his arms feeling guilty. They stood outside his apartment kissing while waiting for her ride. She was late and would have to do some explaining. As their kissed ended, a black limousine drove beside them. A black chauffeur hurried from his seat to open the back door. "Jonathon, this is Rosemary Wolfe take her anywhere she wants to go." Donavon ki...
It was a beautiful Spring day. Angela was walking to her house from class. She was a senior this year, and even though she just turned 18, she still had to walk. Her mother worked during the day and took the car, so she either had to get a ride from a friend's mom or walk. It was spirit week this week at school, and for the final day her friends and her had...
Casey turned off the car engine in the driveway and sighed. Another long and boring day at work had finally come to pass, but he was finally home for the weekend. At 28, Casey had moved up to an executive position in computer engineering firm he worked at here in Mystic Valley. He was a smart and handsome man, who certainly fit the role of young executive th...
Big thanks to Cambria Rose for editing my stories. Without her they'd simply be a mess of spelling errors, bad grammar and lazy punctuation. This is only my second submission so all comments/criticisms are welcome and encouraged. Thank you for reading. Laura was smiling as she stirred awake. Without opening her eyes, she rolled lazily onto her back...
After I took one last lick, and reluctantly worked my way up from between her thighs, I settled down next to my wife. I hadn't quite caught my breath yet and though eyes were closed, I felt her turn to kiss my neck and whisper, "You smell like pussy." "Mmmm", I murmured, "Taste like it too." "Like that taste, do you?" "Baby, you know I do." "Just how...
My name is Clarice Jensen. I was born in the town of Baton Rouge, State of Louisiana, in the year of our lord 1823. Born of a white male plantation owner and an African female slave. I grew up on the Jensen Plantation, from which I escaped in 1846. I ran away to the City of Boston, Massachusetts. At the time, the Northeast was considered a bastion of liberty...
(This is my fifth story for Literotica) Here I am. I don't know where to begin. I am on my knees, behind a garden shed at a house in Islington London. I am wearing no top or bra. My 30D tits are absolutely covered in cum. There are drenched in jizz. I have never had my tits covered in so much goo. This must be the messiest I have ever been. The sun is o...
Please feel free to let me know what you think of Gabrielle. If you have any specific suggestions, please send Anonymous Feedback. * * * * * * * I was headed down the hall to the cafeteria for lunch, when my cell phone went off. "Hello." "Hi, Lauren," my husband Jack said. "Hi, honey," I smiled. "I hope I didn't catch you at a bad time..." "No, not at...