Somewhere in a shaded glen, where the weather was warmer than where Koshka was currently living, Puck stretched out on the thick, soft grass, listening to the breeze whisper through the trees. He stared up at the azure sky, interspersed by a small puff of white here and there, framed by the verdant canopy that hung above him. It was such a beautiful day her...
When Sherl asked me to fix her boiler I never realised just what that would lead too. She was over forty for God's sake, well above my pulling capability when there were so many gorgeous teenagers plying for my attention. Hey! That sounds big headed I know but the truth is that Sherl was about to change all my aspirations and I was about to have the most e...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
The first thing she felt was her own vomit rising up in her throat, burning across the strange dryness there, then gushing out over her tongue. Someone turned her to her side and it poured out of her and fell away. To where, she did not know. She was rolled onto her back again and left to fade away once more. The next thing she felt was a hot heat between h...
This is a novel of twenty-five chapters. I suggest you begin reading at Chapter 1. The novel deals with hotwifeing and cuckoldry. If those are subjects you aren't interested in, you may reconsider reading this. Please read my statement regarding anonymous comments in my biography. Chapter 22 A Tuesday night, Amy was off with her husband extending a long...
"So" you sighed into my ear. "How did you enjoy your night of being just an object for others' pleasure?" I tried to look suitably offended. "I had plenty of my own pleasure" I said without conviction. You knew damn well that after more than 8 hours of teasing I was ready to burst. "Well then you won't mind pleasing me for a while" you smiled back. Then l...
"'People live on their delusions,' she said. 'Why not?' I suggested. 'What else is there?' 'The end of them,' she said." ― Pulp The carnal cabin was aphotic. So dim, our hero's eyes played more tricks on him than the president does an ignorant populace. Was what he was seeing possible?! Had he discovered Bigfoot?! A tenth of his existence had been spen...
Notes: 1) My thanks to Roz for beta reading! 2) If you see this anywhere but Literotica, it isn't supposed to be there! ***** Lislora took a few moments to calm herself before she changed. Her cousin's ease in discussing inappropriate things with her was concerning, but the fact that she couldn't stop trying to envision how Isonei had managed to 'see to...
The journey home was uneventful apart from brief flashes of pussy and some interesting looks. When we got home my wife went up for a long soak in the bath. I told her that when she got out she was to lie on the bed and I would carry out punishment 2 and trim her pussy. It was a long while before she climbed out the bath, but she then dutifully lay on the...
"Farah? Where are you going?" My mother looked up from the earthen pot she was making while I donned my leather armor. I drew my machete, inspected its blade by the firelight and sheathed it, satisfied. "I'm going into the caves," I told her. "Haundi went in there two days ago, and no one has seen her. I'm going to find her." "You shouldn't do that," said...