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I’d been away from home for two years while finishing my degree in Engineering at the University of Pennsylvania – staying over summers for internship programs.I was coming back to Seattle to attend grad school at the University of Washington. My mom works in the aeronautical industry and has done well for herself despite being
It was 3am when I pulled into my driveway. I just got home from fucking all night. I was tired but not exhausted.For the last twelve hours I had been fucking a twenty year billionaire trust-fund baby who I sold a 25 million dollar mansion to in Altos Hills. It was a sale I made
Two lifelong friends and roommates were hanging out at home. It was a boring evening and neither had anything going on, so they were just flipping through channels on the TV with neither one really caring what they watched.Freddie had the remote and got tired of neither him nor Sarah having an opinion on what
By Glen SmithThis story Femdom, Ball busting, Verbal Humiliation, Public Humiliation, SPH, and anal insertionThe head Maid Ellen had pictures of me being exposed. She would have me the manager crawl naked to her office. I will work as a maid with a short gown and in the laundry. I would do special customer’s rooms
As a thirty-eight year old blonde haired, brown eyed, married mother of two children, I’m five-seven with a 36D-24-38 figure who works in the insurance industry. My husband is a six-foot two inch dark haired, hazel eyed police officer who is broad shouldered, trim waisted, and heavily muscled man.We had chosen several years prior to
CHAPTER 14. LIFE AFTERAnd so Nymira accepted her new role as his wife. His mother, once a symbol of motherhood and love, was now his sex wife. Their passionate connection persisted, it was like a dream (or maybe a hot nightmare). At times, his desires teetered on the edge of madness, leading him to question
Matt and the Cougars — Ch. 02All characters involved in sexual activities are 18 or older* * * * *I woke next morning, disoriented for a moment at not being in my own bed, but memory cut in. Shit! I really had finally fucked my own mother, and it had been great! But she wasn’t
This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain.Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older.Penelope leaned forward and
The next morning, I woke up and felt amazing. I took my shower and had no hesitation in looking myself in the mirror. I even enjoyed it. I no longer just saw the skinny kid in the mirror, but could see a body that had experienced hands roaming all over it. My dick was not
Author’s note:It’s been a while since I wrote anything on Literotica, and I’m glad to be back.This story deals with several categories, technically, such as transsexual and reluctance. However, with the central theme being incest, that’s where this will be staying.This is my first incest/taboo story and I’m hoping I’ve reached the expectations of the
This story is a second chapter to my original “Thanksgiving Threesome”, so please read that story first so you have the context for this one. Also, based on some comments I’ve received on some of my stories I wanted to place this disclaimer: There is no disease in the World of my characters. Married couples
This story features Femdom, Small Penis humiliation, Verbal and Public HumiliationAll characters are fictional. All Rights are Reserved.By Glen SmithThis is a work of femdom. The story is written for entertainment. Paul is cruelly dominated and humiliated. Do not read if this bothers you for adults only. Do not copy except for your own personal
My naked mistress was impaling her small mouth on my dick with all her might, resting her knees on the soft grass near the park bench. You could see how her cheeks turned red from the effort, and tears were already visible in her eyes, but Dasha did not let up. The sharp nipples pressed
³”A babysitter! I’m 18, I don’t need a babysitter!” I screamed.”Now John, lower your voice.” Mom said. “It’s more like someone to keep you company and help you watch the house. I know you still talk to Sandy once in a while, it should be fun.””Yeah, I talk with her, she USED to be my
Previously, after her son injures his arm, Lisa offers to help finish up Will’s wax, only to learn first-hand why his wax session had been interrupted before. Having felt an intense shame at helping her son cum all over her, she navigates complex mixed feelings. Now, weeks later…**”Harder, harder, please, fuck me, c’mon baby, make
This story contains BDSM in the form of forced piss drinking and there is no fairytale ending. If this isn’t your thing, it’s best to skip this one.I looked at the picture on Maddy’s dressing table as I collected her laundry. It was a photo of my ex-wife Sharon, our two daughters and myself on
I’m not quite sure this belongs in this category, but since it involves me thinking and fantasizing about my mom’s sex life I figure this is as good a place as any.Just about every guy has found their dad’s porn stash at some point, but did you ever find your mom’s? I never really looked
Chapter 2 – SummerSummer is hot, as hot as it gets,The man is in his prime.He’s fit and he’s lean,More action he’s seen,And he can do it time after time*Melbourne, Australia 1964.Nineteen years to the day and I met Wendy for the second time.The morning had started with the same madness as they all do
I drove up to Alexia’s address at 7:50. It was at a neighborhood of nice duplexes. They were all virtually identical with modern architecture, simple landscaping with natural vegetation. The kind of plants that look nice, but require little upkeep.I walked to the door, and rang the bell. The lock audibly opened with a mechanical
Donna walked down the little hallway leading from the bathroom like she was floating on air. She cradled the wine glass in her hands, gently swirling it. She was in that special headspace that she loved to be in. That space where she was apart from what was around her. A space where she was