Author’s Note: This story depicts a relationship between a cis man and genderfluid person with a penis. If that’s not your thing, that’s okay! There’s lots of other great stuff in my profile that might be more to your liking, and tons of other great authors on Literotica besides me!*******”It’ll mostly be chorin’. Nothing fancy
Summer Love and Heartbreak This is the next submission in an ongoing story. For author’s notes and disclaimers and to be fully up to speed, please read the previous first. Readers be aware that this material contains lifestyles and sexual acts that may be a turn on for many but may also be offensive others.
This story is dedicated to all the Polly’s I’ve known and wish I’d known.–The late afternoon sunlight still shone on the treetops as we began climbing the wooden stairs of the old forestry service fire tower. When we got above the nearby pines and oaks, the horizon opened up around us. It was one of
It was a small, but very elegant bathroom. Exactly what one would expect for a wedding venue of such a high caliber. As bathrooms go, it wasn’t particularly large or small. It had the toilet, of course, plus a large vanity with a mirror big enough for a small group of women to simultaneously check
We met in the car park.I arrived just before you. Then I saw a silver car pull in beside me. You got out of your car, and looked at me, and my heart jumped. OMG!You were tall and incredibly handsome. You came over to me. Smiling, you told me that you would sort the car
I shudder and squirm against the restraints with those words. You watch my tits jiggle as I struggle. You also notice the shiny juices leaking out of me, mixed with the last load just pumped inside of me, in anticipation of your cock. You begin to stroke your cock as you take in the view.
CHAPTER THREEBathedShe wasn’t staring at stone walls, which was a refreshing change of pace, but having her husband’s body kneeling and flexing and working off to the side while she had to keep her stare fixed straight ahead represented a frustration of a different kind. When he disappeared into their bathing room to clean himself
This story contains a lot of dark and sensitive topic that could be triggering for some people, I hope that those who do read my story enjoy it and would love for you to leave a rating and a comment, even if you didn’t enjoy it let me know why. 1.If you asked the students
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
Naira let out a soft pleasurable sigh, she’d never in the fullness of her imagination expected it could ever be like this. She had been promised so much, sure, but to have her desires to thoroughly fulfilled as they were currently? Even in her wildest dreams, it had never been this extreme, this wonderful. She
This is a story of how I met the most troublesome man in my life. Well… trouble in a certain sense of the term. In a particular flavor of trouble a woman associates with certain… *awkward* feelings “down there” between her legs. A *good* kind of trouble?Though with this handsome & singularly devilish fellow there
The angel whispered, “Douglas, this Angel before you, is here to stay!” Douglas pulled off the main highway and found a cozy place to park his eighteen-wheeler. It had been another long boring day, and he was not ready to turn in and say goodnight yet. After getting every thing ready, he sat at his
“Do you want to get into bondage and discipline or are you just going to talk about it? Are you going to submit to me and become my sex slave or not?” Jack asks Veronica Rose. They are talking on the phone together.She does not answer him. She did not respond to his demand that
Good evening, first story, appreciate any constructive criticism, this is a possible series if comments are good enough, as I have seen this girl several times since then and this is honestly real. Which always adds to it, love to hear from you all, emails, pics, etc are always appreciated 🙂 Cheers! ————————————————————————————————————————————————- I remembered
The next morning, John could not believe all that had transpired the night before. The steaming bath scene seared into his mind. It was all he could think about. Sharon made it seem like nothing happened and smiled, “Good morning,” as she sat his breakfast before him. John reddened, but as she walked away, his
“One of my bi-sex lipstick lesbian friends wants to do to me what you are doing to me right now with your tongue,” Sarah told me as we engaged in wonderful cunnilingus. “You mean she wants to tongue fuck you?” “One of my bi-sex lipstick lesbian friends wants to do to me what you are
Never again. She had given it so much thought and regardless of how much she enjoyed it, there’s just no way she could be with him again. It was so wrong, on so many levels and any repeats, however exciting, were a hard no.David was her brother in law. He’d married her sister about 13 yrs ago. He was charismatic
this isn’t my work, but a friend’s. he wrote it for me bc hes lovely ok enjoy I used to think sex was so unimportant, so over-hyped. I assumed it was just a hormonal trap, a way for women to get what they want, and for men, well, it is what they want. Of course
The next few days are a blur for Cory. When he and Grace are alone they stay naked until they get so horny they end up fucking in whatever room they’re in and when Diana was home Grace teased her father by wearing her pajama shorts and showing him that she stopped wearing panties with
step sister, masturbation, assistance, silk panties Megan had finally arrived home and couldn’t wait to get out of her school clothes and into her favorite lounge-about clothing. The absence of her dad and step-mom’s cars in the garage made her believe that she was alone. That was until she saw Terry’s motorcycle under the tarp