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This story is fifty years old. Places, characters, values and cultures try to reflect that period. This is basically a love story that turns erotic. The pace and the buildup are necessarily slow sometimes, in tune with that period. If you like a touch of innocence, the slow build up and the explosive erotic love
I am 18 years old and often think about girls from my college when I masturbate. All the girls from college would wear low cut tops and very short skirts which were more like a belt than a skirt. Some would wear hold ups others would go bare legged. It would always get me so
“Oh god, I’m close, go faster.””Cumming, baby?” he said, starting to cramp up having manipulated her clitoris for nearly half an hour.”I’m close.” Finally, as with all the other times before and after their marriage, close to the peak and then it drifted away. When that happened she gave up and urged him to satisfy
It was 1999 and I had left my home county of Kent in the south east of England, to go to Glasgow University a year before. I’d gone back home for a few weeks over the summer but Kent was even more boring now I was used to the bright lights and big city, not
The readers may ready my earlier submissions titled Arti Bhabi: My First Pussy, Arti Bhabi My Teacher & Adventure With Arti Bhabi Continues for better understanding of the story.I was madly in love with Arti Bhabi and she was even madder for me. We both left no opportunity to meet and enjoy intense lovemaking. One
Teri is my mother, at 38 she still has the looks of a 21 year old pageant queen. Mom has shoulder length blonde hair, baby blue eyes, and a figure that I would die to have. Mom and dad have been divorced for 6 years now, mom seems to be happier, but I still miss
Author’s Note:For the sake of clarity, Alex’s scenes all take place the Friday before both Sam and Dane’s.My Sister Made MeChapter 21SamEverything seemed to move in a haze around her. She could still hear the other three in the room with her talking, though she wasn’t focused on what they were saying. The revelation of
I’d passed my driving test very quickly. I was lucky enough that my parents bought me an older car meaning I was now independent and not reliant on lifts or public transport. I was still in education now in the sixth form studying my A-Levels. I’d had girlfriends but in no way was I experienced
We met through mutual friends. Dale was awkward and made the silliest dad jokes, but damnit if he didn’t make me laugh. When I learned he was a virgin, it lit up something in me I didn’t realize I cared about. He was in his late 30s like me but had never been with a
Your response to Grandpa’s Guide to Girls was so flattering that it motivated me to write this sequel. You voted your approval and made very kind comments about the story of Grandpa Frank helping young Ben woo his first girlfriend.You need to know why I placed this sequel in the “first time” category. Ben is
Ann was in such a good mood on the drive home. Her mother kept looking at the grin on her face and said, “Ann, what are you thinking about? You’ve had that grin on your face since we left the hotel.”Facing the sound of her mother’s voice Ann said, “Oh Mom, I’m just in a
“Put it on.”His hand was balled in my hair, his fingers interwoven with fistful of my curls as he forced me to look at myself in the mirror. It was a beautiful statement piece in the hallway of my apartment, a metre-wide circular mirror with a walnut wood frame shaped into a curved shelf at
It has been brought to my attention readers are having a hard time with the pronunciation of two names so here they are phonetically:Alathia: Al-La-thia al-lay-the-aPubert: Pu-Bert, like Hubert with a P.**********I Became My Little Sister’s Bitch part 3Bex is still on the floor, her eyes are cast down, her behavior over the last day
WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual language and activity, including rough sex. If such material offends you, please move on to a different story. There is something for everyone on Literotica’s website.Please note that this is the FOURTH part of this FIVE part story.~~~~~The Jocasta Complex – Part 4Mothers and sons succumb to their mutual
“Hi, Mrs. Carmichael,” Mark said while entering the foyer of the Carmichael house, “is Karly home from college yet?””She’s up in her room with Becky,” Genni Carmichael replied. “She said to just send you up when you got here.””Thanks, Mrs. C,” he replied while taking off up the stairs to her room on the second
Note: Thanks to many of you for your responses.Here is another story, hope you enjoy.I am Raja, I have a family of my wife, Rukmini, and two kids, everything is normal at home, only thing different from normal is the mother of my children is also my mother.I was 18 at the time, my mother
Chapter 1.Samuel, Sam to his friends, leapt out of the car and drank in the view.The “Den of Iniquity” in all its red and black livery. It had changed in the four months of his absence, for the better, he decided. He almost ran inside the club and was only prevented from doing so by
Before I start into my story, I wanted to add a few disclaimers. This is my very first attempt at writing something on Literotica, so please, please go easy on me :PI’ve been a long time reader on here, but until recently I had never seriously considered writing anything myself. But after having by far
Her name is Bliss. She is 24 years old, has incredible Auburn hair that falls below her shoulder blades, emerald green eyes, and a stealthy 34C-23-32 figure on her 5’7″ frame. She sits, in a secluded area of the park, waiting. Waiting for someone she has never met. Answering a personal ad from a magazine.
my head snaps back as my lips overflow with the silken feeling of… of… where was i, as consciousness returns. Disbelief and reality unfolds, eyes fall weak as my bra cuts into my chest. tess, snap out, my head spins trying to recover. Breasts crushed into me and my weight leans forward, arms bound wide