As I followed Linda out of the pool, I just began to think how Bizarre this relationship is getting. From the start, my goal was to gently bend and steer her the right way, to try to get her out of the flesh business. But it seems that she has morally corrupted me. Destroyed my ethics. Seared my conscience. Blinded me to distinguish what is right and wrong....
Many thanks to Dennis for editing this story. * Six minutes is a short time in most matters. Though nothing at all happened to me during these six minutes between two trains at a train station those six minutes was time enough to turn my happy marriage to a real hullabaloo. At least I thought that it was a happy marriage, as my lovely wife had never told...
NOTE: This is the first chapter in a multi-chapter story of which there are forty chapters plus an epilogue. An uncompleted version of this story appeared here at Literotica a few years ago in case it looks familiar to you. The story has been revised and completed. Chapters 37 - 40 and the epilogue are all new material. Her hands were trembling as she put t...
Leaving the school bus Lance and Britney Foxx stopped in the yard to talk. "Tell me everything again." He dances with excitement. "I'm done telling you, Lance. Six times is enough." "So you only fucked Corey and Coach Dawson?" "Yes, already. Nobody else tried. They just touched me all over. It was awesome." "You should have fucked more of them." "Hey!...
What a perfect day! Staying inside on a day like this would have been such a waste; I had to get us outdoors for a picnic. During the drive out here I was marveling at the sunlight raining through the trees like the daubs and flecks of an Impressionist dream. Even the tarmac reminded me of the dance of light and dark on the flesh a dappled pony. I wish you c...
Beverly used to be a real hottie, she could turn all the men's heads; one of those men became her husband. Hank, because that was his name, was twelve years older than Beverly and while not exactly handsome he was relatively wealthy and quite enthusiastic about having a sexy trophy wife that other men would envy him. But that was twenty two years ago, exactl...
All he could think about was her ass. She was a beautiful woman, inside and out, and her pussy had provided him more pleasure than most men could only dream about in a lifetime. But he couldn't stop thinking about her asshole, that sweetly puckered opening, so tightly closed, so vulnerable. What was wrong with him? Christ, Kelly even put out at least three...
Reflection 3: What exactly is Pornography? The question is straight forward, but defining it is altogether another matter. It is one of those words that has a multitude of meanings. Most think it's a dirty, mudded word and will not even say it; it evokes so many negative connotations and avoids it as if the word itself held a disease without really knowin...
I know that everybody wondered why one entire wall of my office was a mirror. I know there were people who proposed all sorts of silly reasons, chief among them the idea that I was so full of myself that I loved to sit at my desk and admire myself. But no one had ever guessed the real reason. Oh if they could only see me now. When Melody came to work for me...
Over the days that followed, as Sys grew stronger and they got to know each other, they danced around each other, not making eye contact, jumping whenever they inadvertently touched. "You can't be hungry again. You say you don't eat every day, and then you start scoffing down everything in sight that can't run away, and some things that can." Sys grinned....