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After my last encounters, I had myself tested for venereal diseases, and I was relieved to learn that they were all negative. I liked masturbating while remembering my encounters with Tom or the fat guy in the sports car, the fact that a fat cock fucks me and leaves his nut inside makes me horny.
Prolog Laura Lake, Senior Investigative Reporter for the Metro Star News in St. Louis, along with her junior protégé assistant reporter, Johnny Jordan had just returned from the Middle East after more than three months of forced, non-consensual sex slave training. They had been rescued from the international slave traders by operatives of the CIA
This is Story # 39 of my series about my post-marital sexual journey. Read the first story (Babysitter Lauren) or my profile, for any background needed. You may see references to prior stories/people, but for the most part each story stands on its own. Not everyone likes me or my stories. That’s OK. My style
Of course, any couple, if they communicate at all, have talked about sex with other people, at least any modern couple. We are no different. The first time we discussed the matter, it was just before a camping trip with another couple for a two week backpacking outing into the wilderness just above Yosemite. It
Three weeks after I had turned 18 years old back in the 1970s, I visited for the first time a darkened X-rated porno theater. I made my way down the aisle and found a seat and with anticipated excitement I sat staring at the screen where a blonde-haired woman was sucking some guy’s cock. In
Routine became my only asylum. Anything to distract my mind from thoughts, impulses, emotions…and the increasingly disruptive, intrusive thoughts of him. Work, tv, reading, working out at the gym, chatting with my roommate. Saturday nights. My neighbor had become a regular fixture in my apartment, perched on a barstool at the kitchen counter, sitting on
We had been playing with CBT for a while now and it was clear that she was getting really really into it. I was having the time of my life and the more she denied me the more I wanted it… and I really loved it when she denied me. This time she had locked
This a 3 part story. No minors mentioned. ………………………………………………………………………………………………. My name is Nathan. I am 31 years old and a supervisor in a private physical therapy facility. My salary is slightly above $100,000 a year. I used some of it to buy a medium-sized house in a nice suburb of LA. About 3 years ago
Maddison was at the mall trying on a new pair of panties. She eyed herself in the mirror, admiring her — in her opinion — sexy body. She wasn’t necessarily wrong about that. Maddison, who stood around five feet and seven inches tall, had what many call a model’s body, given how well she managed
Author’s Note: I tend to enjoy writing things which are very long, or have a lot of backstory, in order to breathe a little more life into my characters. I think this makes the characters, and therefore the story, more engaging and enjoyable, but it tends to bog down my creative process. For this story
This is my first story on here or anywhere for that matter. I hope you enjoy it. All characters are at least 18. I woke to the realization that someone was on my bed. I sleep with my reading lamp on and it was enough light to reveal it was my baby sister. She was
My Horny Housewife Harem Part 1 of 16 **************************************** Carlos was a shy, fearful virgin when he enrolled in college. Then he met an older woman who made him a man. She also gave him some good advice: instead of looking for romance with clueless girls his age, seek out married women in sexless marriages.
Preface71 years young, & I have so many stories, concocted over many years. I tap these keys a couple hours a day with 2 fingers. One of my exes is a published author; I’m a retired garage owner. I know I’m not a quality, refined writer.I enjoy sharing my ideas, most are fantasies, some spawned
Fantasy, Anal, Bi-sexual, Cum Swallowing, Male / Older Female, Threesome, Wife Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: N/A Posted Sun 28th of May 2006 Well it has been a wile since last football season and I couldn’t wait to coach again mainly because janes son mike couldn’t play for shit so she earned it
The work week proves immensely tiring, alongside planning things for Mom’s and Aunt’s birthday. I don’t find it particularly difficult to actually think of things to get them and ways to surprise them. I just don’t have time due to having to do overtime at work, as a consequence of my night with Kianna. Which
(Or How Erith Lost Her Virginity To The Last Man on Earth) [Content Warning: Someone suffers a penile injury in the second scene. He gets better, though!] [Author’s Notes: Most of my stories are long; like novel-length long. This is more novella-length, but that still might be too long for a lot of Literotica readers
THIS IS THE FINAL CHAPTER OF THIS STORY. THANK YOU ALL FOR READING AND, I HOPE, ENJOYMENT OF THIS PIECE. PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR ASSESSMENT, POSITIVE OR NEGATIVE. AS ALWAYS, PLEASE BE RESPECTFUL IN ANY DISSENTION. ************ After my wedding to Robert, I had learned I was pregnant. Fully aware of the likelihood of this
This is Part 1 of a 4 Part story For as long as I can remember, Mark had always been single, though it remained a mystery to me and everyone else, he dated a lot but just never seemed to be in a serious relationship. Mark was in his early 20’s, just as I was.
Welcome to Part 2 of my The Fertile Lands series! This is the story of Adelaide, mother to Henry and Clara. It can be read as a stand alone story. If you enjoy this story and have not done so already, please read Part 1: We Grow With Milk and Honey. Happy reading! Trigger warning:
Simon, I remember in the early stages of our relationship, a feeling of almost overwhelming shyness. A shyness about my body, a shyness of expressing myself verbally, a shyness of expressing myself physically. Equally, I was shy about expressing how much I desired you and wanted to reach out to touch you and explore your