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Author’s Note: This is a standalone story, that will feature lesbian BDSM and a submissive virgin. This is a smutty fantasy so please do not read if you want realism. All characters in this story are 18 or over. This is part of the ‘Sapphire Lane’ universe. The Story “Hi.” Dana said, answering her front
The first girl I kissed was the first girl I made love with. She was my ‘girlFRIEND’ when we were Juniors in High School but seriously became my GIRLfriend the following year. We were both cross-over kids, not really belonging to any of the principal High School “groups.” We weren’t judgmental towards the stoners (we
Hello dear reader and thank you for picking my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx Yorkshire, England About three years ago John Bottomley, an insignificant scientist in West Yorkshire woke up at 02:15 with a thread of an idea that wouldn’t go away. He went downstairs, made himself a strong cup
Matt and the Cougars — Ch. 05 All characters involved in sexual activities are 18 or older * * * * * Next day was quiet, being by myself. The other guys had taken a drive north to where there was a skateboard park, but I just didn’t have the skill that some of the
During the half hour drive to Naomi Hardy’s Palmdale home, Mark thought about the long list of things that could go wrong. He finally came up with one positive thought. Given the venue, it was unlikely that he’d be served discount liquor.Turning onto her street, his upscale expectations were exceeded by the kind of elegance
Melissa was blindfolded, and her pulse was quickening. She was a little nervous, but mostly excited. It was her birthday, and Jack had arranged for her first threesome with two men. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, naked, waiting for Jack and the other man – she didn’t know who. I’ll call
I look at the clock as I hear a soft knock at the door, ten before 1:00 PM. Perfect, I think to myself as I walk to the door; I breathe to steady myself and open the door. I open the door to a tall, thin woman with green eyes, long blonde hair, and sharp
Disclaimer All characters are 18 years of age or older, of sound mind, and able to consent. Any characters, or situations, depicting real-life people or events are purely coincidental. This story contains strong sexual themes, including: unrealistic anatomy, plus-size woman, pear-shaped, wide hips, gigantic ass, exaggerated volumes of male and female ejaculate, distended abdomens, vaginal
I told my boss Jenn that I was fine taking the bus home. It was my usual. I appreciated the ride she offered but I did not want to trouble her. “Nonsense” she said, and insisted. In reality, I wanted the ride home, I was feeling the Sake buzz and the last thing I wanted
It had been my dad’s idea to charter a sailboat. My stepmother Becky had been against the idea from the start. One because I was going and secondly she gets motion sickness at the drop of a hat. That and dad planned the entire event without even asking her, which was just another reason she
“Hey Melissa, I have a surprise for you. Guess who’s coming over this evening? Your friend Laurie.” “Really? That’s great!” Melissa exclaimed. “I know she enjoyed her last visit, but I thought it would be a while before she could get time off work.” “It gets better. You know how we talked with her about
This is a continuing story. The story is called Drywood for no apparent reason whatsoever. If you want a presentation of the characters and start of the plot read the first parts. Now things move along… ———————————- “I know who you are.” What do you answer to something like that? I mean if you are
Tonight my husband Rob planned a surprise night out. He texted me on my way home and instructed me to be ready to go out by 8. The only instructions were lacy underwear and a short shirt. I am so excited to see what he has planned for us. Over the last week, we have
Big thanks to KenjiSato for editing this.Sunday. The Lord’s day. The day of rest. Or, if you’re me, the day you wake up to your twin sister straddling your cock, then lose your virginity to her whilst maybe being watched by your mom. All before breakfast.The rest of the day was pretty chill, I went
It’s been a while for me, and I haven’t had it since I was in my mid-twenties. But if you’ve got time, you’ll understand why I have fantasized by it for many, many solo sessions and more. I’m 49 now, 6′ tall blondish-brown hair, smooth skin, still very horny all the time. My tools aren’t
Disclaimer – all characters are fictional, and at least 18 years old. This is part 2 of Liberty Joins the Party ***** In the morning, we woke up and got dressed. It was a little awkward to start with, but by the time Liberty was ready to leave, we had had a good laugh and
Kitty woke up on Sunday morning for her second week of family bonding unsure if the night before had been real or a sick dream. After eating her mother out, it had been Becca’s turn. Then her mother’s turn again. In the end, the evening became a mad blur of sexual submission and taboo pleasure.
Sorry, for those that enjoyed the first part and wanted more, that this has been so desperately long in coming. Writing isn’t my first talent and getting it all out and down is a painfully laborious undertaking for me. I hope you enjoy this episode. Fair warning, it gets intense and Jake pushes Sarah along
The summer’s evening was warm enough for everyone’s appreciation. Though summer it was not unknown for it to rain and be generally miserable but tonight it promised to be one of those magical evenings that would be perfect. The week had been full of preparations for the Earl of L———‘s Masque and Ball. Those happy
Thank you Literotica community for the feedback on the previous iterations. Here is the final result. -KVIt was October, and in Colorado, the rain that came down temped just above freezing. This was, and always will be, Tom Leary’s favorite time of year. The dreadful summer heat was now, to him, a distant memory, one