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Chapter Eleven”Hold still, Lindsay. I’m going to fuck you now.” He got into position and lined his erection up with her pussy. Bent over the bed in an obscene, unladylike position, Lindsay’s legs were widespread as she glanced back over her shoulder with a desperate, clouded haze in her eyes.”Yes, please! Yes, please fuck me
That summer, eighteen-year-old Jessica drove to the country to stay with her uncle and aunt, and her older cousin Stacy. They had a ranch with horses. Jessica was a frisky girl who loved riding. But the saddle horn always gave her a sore pussy… not the good kind of sore pussy.On the first day, Jessica
“How did I get to be the virgin sacrifice?” Margaret wondered, “and what do I do now?”Margaret thought over the events that had led to her being in this embarrassing, tantalising and, she had to admit, sexually stimulating position.It had started with the beach party. There were about a dozen of them there. They all
Thanks, PhilippinesMy story starts back in the early 80s when I was a young sailor stationed at Subic Bay Naval Station in the Philippines. Before that time I was strictly a ladies’ man. If she was pretty, big-breasted with long legs, I was all over her like butter on grits but that was until my
Photo Finish – The BeginningThis a part one of a two part story. Second part – Photo Finish – The End – coming soon.My career was flourishing. I landed one of the premier engagements – the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue. It was hard work but so satisfying. There was not enough spare time to see
Chapter 3: Professor XXXI got up late the next morning. I texted Julie and we met up. First, we got breakfast together and then decided to spend the morning seeing the city.Harper texted us with the address and said to meet at 3PM. Julie and I made our way over.Harper greeted us at the door
Note to Readers: This is a related story to the Black Owned Couple. That story should be read first as a setting of the stage for this story. Other related stories are expected to join them.Sabrina Jones was married to Henry Jones, the mayor of the southern, formerly Confederate town of Appleville, Georgia. This town
Peering out the peephole of my door, I could see you standing there upon the stoop. I noticed that you were nervous, for some reason, as you were nibbling on your lower lip, as is your habit to do so when you are nervous or uncertain. You stood with your back to me and slowly
Scarlet’s heaven had just turned into her hell. Her lover Alexia had just faded before her eyes, proving to be nothing more than an illusion and in her stead there was a bright red devilish woman. “My name is Lari, but you, dear Scarlet, will call me mistress.” Scarlet shook her head, she didn’t want
CONFESSION OF A LONELY MOTHER : PART 2I would like to thank Literotica for publishing my story. My readers showered me with their overwhelming love. Thank you, lovely readers. For your encouragement. My first story has found a lot of takers. I am delighted. I hope that the part 2 for which you have been
Chapter I: Old FriendsIn our lifetime we have all met and associated with people with all sorts of habits, some of which we could easily classify as quite strange, others are uninteresting and basically just more mundane. But in actuality regardless what characterization they may fall into most are really little more than a fetish
PART 1Every summer, my family went to my mom’s hometown in the south, a cute beach town. I got lots of quality time with family and friends, sun, sand, and exciting memories.One of my mom’s high school best friends still lived there and has 2 sons: Matt, two years older than me and who I
I woke up to find the young woman wrapped in arms, still asleep, with her head nestled against my breast. I lay there gently stroking her hair and thinking about the weekend so far. Since my lover Emma and my husband had dropped me off on Friday, I had been brutally gang banged that evening
Mom and Girlfriend body swap.It was finally the weekend, and I had slept like a kitten in a blanket.Life was good, as I had just started my new job at a local tech firm and I was lucky to have just moved in with my girlfriend, Jessie. On top of that, we were getting married
“What are you doing?” My eyebrow went up, not at Marissa’s question but after the tap at my (almost closed) bedroom door, she pushed it open, and then came in. They jumped up again as she closed it behind her. During all these weeks (Only nine but it felt like half a year or more
May gets fucked by the dog for the first time and finds out she absolutely loves it May wasn’t sure just how long “Daddy” as she now referred to him as let her sleep, but she woke in her dark room somehow feeling like a weight had been lifted from her shoulder last night. She
(This would be the third part in the series starring the friend I call Angel. I wrote about her in the first article called “Ode to an Angel”. The second story “Angel Time” I wrote about a wonderful lap dance I received from her. The first was an article about respecting those who engage in
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Consenting Shoulders (Pt 5 of Broken Shoulders)This story contains fictional characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities and are 18 years old or older. Please feel free to leave constructive feedback. All rights reserved.Please read Broken Shoulders (Pt1, 2, 3 & 4) before reading any further.Ben and I had just fucked, loudly and unbridled in
Karen tipped the water from the kettle into the teapot, thinking of a way to tell her mother the news. She didn’t want to be a virgin anymore, and she didn’t like men. She was a lesbian. She’d always known it, but was never brave enough to approach a woman about it, but now she