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Edit: Thank you for all the comments on the previous chapters. I’ve done my best to spell check and proof read this one.————————————————————————————–Emma had decided to stay with us and take charge of Louise’s training. Each morning before she went to work, Louise had to stand in front of us, and seek permission to wear
I grew up in a small town in Kansas. When I was in the 6th grade, my breasts developed very fast. I was a full C cup and the end of the summer. Entering the 7th grade, I was busting out of my bra, and graduated to a D cup. All the boys looked at
The four of us arrived within minutes of one another at our grandparent’s farm Sunday evening. My identical twin brother, Mark, had picked up Kammi, his fiancée, from her college campus about an hour from his campus. I had picked up Mandy, Kammi’s identical twin sister, my fiancée from her campus on my way here.I
I had arrived home safely from performing my duties for James, I had deliberately avoided being naked in front of John, my husband. I still had a couple of red marks on my ass for a couple of days that I had received from Roberts slapping.For about a day I had oozed cum from my
TWENTY-ONEThe evening at Peter and Sophia’s place proved productive in more then one way, as Iben, who was doing an MSc in Urban Analytics at King’s, had the chance to talk to Petsi about the family business in Malmö. This would ultimately lead to Iben doing a ten-week stint in Sweden during the summer vacation
Charles turned on the backup camera first. Emily took a deep breath and started to speak. “My name is Emily Addison. I am the daughter of United States Governor Franklin Addison. I have consented to everything you’re about to see. I have even planned it. This was all my idea. My father needs to be
So here’s chapter 4 and thanks for the support this far – ratings and comments are appreciated. And I can now tell you that I expect this series to be 7, maybe 8 chapters long.————————————————————————————————————————-It was Wednesday morning, three days after I’d given my little sister the keys to my cage and four days since
Hi, This is just a short story, i’m not to sure about it so ket me know in comments if you’d like to see this go further.Again everybody is over 18 and again please forgive the Grammar as im still shit at that.***Hi this is the story of how I went from an unfortunate virgin
To understand what I am about to describe, you need to understand one thing: women have a much greater capacity for non-verbal communication than men. Subtle gestures, glances, and gentle changes in voice intonation are means of expression that are just as useful to us as speech. In addition, we communicate through our clothes, shoes
It was midnight. The forty-year-old Latino Tatiana lay naked on her bed, cupping one of her huge H-cup udders with one hand; rapidly pumping four fingers in and out of her pussy with the other.She made sure to stifle her moans, for her twenty-year-old son was just a room over. She knew he stayed up
I had never really given sex much thought. See, I am very shy and led a very sheltered life. At least, until I met him.We had met online, on one of those message boards. I can’t remember why, but we had started talking and he sent me a message introducing himself. Out of boredom, we
It was a hot summer and my eighteen year old daughter, Julie Ann was bored. The only thing planned for the summer had been her cheerleading camp and that had been over for a week. Now she was spending most of her time lounging around the pool with her cheerleading girlfriends and some guys from
The company I worked for was downsizing so at the end of the month I’d be out of a job with no new offers coming even with all the resumes I’d sent out. Mom had mentioned on the phone that the company dad had owned mighr be hiring and she’d check and let me know.
As so often happens with these Roman stories of mine this story was inspired by an artifact. This time it is a little phallus shaped Bronze Stud found on the site of a temple dedicated to Mercury at Uley in Gloucestershire England and dated 2nd or 3rd century.My name is Geminia, sister of Geminius who
Before starting the 3rd part, I give below the last few lines of the 2nd part.The following weekend, Sarit and I visited our sisters. I told them what daddy had said. ‘Congratulations,’ Madhu didi said embracing me, ‘Why so morose, you should be happy that you will have a man all to yourself’.’In a way
Part 2That was the first night I slept at his house. After the throat-fucking and subsequent finger-fucking, Thomas carried me to his bed and laid me down. He spooned up behind me, still without his pants, and wrapped his arms around me. He kissed the back of my head again and I shivered.”Are you cold
When Frank saw his sister in the kitchen cleaning up he went up to her rubbing his cock up against her ass and grabbing her breasts.”Not now, Jim, the kids may see us!”Frank let go of her breasts and stepped back quickly. They weren’t his sister’s breasts he had just grabbed. They were his mother’s.
This story explores intimate sexual relationships between family members. None of these characters are based on real people. This is meant to be a plausible fantasy for your enjoyment only. This complies with the Literotica guidelines, especially the exclusion of any characters under the age of 18. Comments welcome. Copyright 2023.Plenty of people have told
“John, can I get you to do something for me?” Kelly asked.”You’ve never had a problem convincing me to do things for you in the past.” John said.Kelly giggled.”No…I guess I haven’t.” Kelly said.”So what is it that you want me to do?” John asked.”I want you to have sex for me.” Kelly said.”Oh hell…you’re
For several weeks, I had been honoring a new routine. It was one which meant that I would be hungry for a while, but I still somehow found a gentle pleasure in making my Master’s Saturday mornings a little easier for him.The first step in the routine was perhaps my favorite: I was to awaken