The raving of a lunatic. Fiction. Copyright by H20wader. Edited by Midnight_raider * The meeting was for 8 PM. Coach Bull liked to eat dinner first. I arrived at 8:05. He hated it when people were late, unless the late one was a football player. He was sitting behind a massive desk that the GOFS [Good Ole Football Supporters] had given him when he won h...
PROLOGUE Kelly couldn't have been more nervous as she stepped down from the MilkTitty Farm's shuttle bus and observed the beautiful and seemingly endless farm land all around her. The grass was lush and green, the barns beautifully maintained, and the main house sat high on a hill overlooking the rest of the property: a gorgeous and palatial mansion strait...
The summer air hung humid in the air above the Pennsylvania field. The year was 1949 and America was altering radically. Still, the days of the big top and side show would continue for a few decades more. For Jeff and Pamela the circus was a welcome distraction. The two of them had not lived in rural Sellersville long. Jeff had been lured to a job in the air...
Tyler realized he was holding his breath as he watched his young fiancée press her open mouth between the legs of the stunning black-haired beauty. Monica's tongue flicked over the engorged clitoris, standing stiff and erect like a hard little penis peeking out from the clitoral hood that could no longer contain it. Kerry made a purring noise as she licked,...
Meet Bartholomew "Bart" Jones, a big and tall young Black man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Born in the City of New Orleans, Louisiana, Bart moved to the Canadian Capital to expand his horizons and explore new things. He had a Business Management degree from Louisiana Tech University, and felt like giving life in Canada try. Life in Canada had alway...
The curly-headed, pretty little blonde girl clutched her mother's warm hand as they made their way into the small church. At the tender young age of six, Miriam Posey was the perfect picture of a bright-eyed young lady, eager to learn about the vast new world all around her. The little girl and her mother sat at the front of the church like they religiously...
My wife, Ann, and I discovered Literotica and started to read some of the stories. We especially liked the interracial and Loving Wives ones. At first it was just a way to get things started between us. You know, like foreplay. I would barely get to the good parts when my wife would practically rape me. She would start imagining those tight young wives gett...
It's been a 2 year hiatus since her last lover. One would think that a woman who is accustomed to as high a caliber of sexual partners as her would have had a difficult time being exclusive with her hubby during that time. Especially after 3 years of entertainment with a well hung bull like the one she no longer sees. I would have expected her to quickly f...
"Open wide little bitch", Jason said as he positioned his cunt juice covered cock in front of my face. I was in my usual position, kneeling by the side of our bed naked save for the locked cage denying all hope that I could satisfy myself let alone my wife. Jason then proceeded to slap his 11 inch black beast on my lips, glazing them with moisture straight f...
Mark...Alex...Trevor--these are some of the names I've caught her saying over the hum of her vibrator. Behind the door cracked open, she kept everything under the sheets so you couldn't see below her shoulders. Which is fine; If you saw her strutting downtown you too would first notice her lean face--starting with those cold blue eyes always looking straigh...