“Andy, I want you to kiss my toes. OK?” Julie had crossed the line from incredibly bossy and mean to kinky. She was asking me to follow her. Should I cross that line with her? I didn’t know what that would mean, but I did know there would be no crossing back.We didn’t move or
“Bathroom’s all yours!” Mike announced, as he and Betty walked into the room, both wearing nothing but a smile.”Hope y’all don’t mind, but we opened the bottle of champagne. See you back in a few!” Rebecca said, as she and I got off the small couch and headed toward the bathroom.As my wife started the
Having to start this story somewhere, I will begin by saying that I was thirty-one years old when Faye and I moved into our four thousand square foot two-story redwood dream house. It overlooked the Pacific from a lofty height of black granite rock and a cluster of cypress, sequoia, and spruce. My weekly syndicated
Insert all disclaimers. I’m new at this. Thank you all for your feedback, I hope you enjoy Ch. 2. We’re getting there, it’s a process ;)—-As Anna stood before her father in front of his desk, door closed, hands behind her head, completely nude with her legs now spread far enough apart that her bare
Janie and Me: How I Lost My Cherry To Another GirlI want to start by saying that this story is about people aged 18-21-who are of legal age and consenting young adults. This is a multi-chapter piece. Therefore the first chapter and the last may not contain complete sexual acts. Since this is my own
Coach Miller owned a farm eight miles outside of town. A long driveway led up to the five bedroom, two story Colonial. Two small ponds dotted the acreage; otherwise crops hugged the landscape for as far as the eye could see. Coach Miller leased the land to a neighbor who did the actual farming. Dean
This story is fiction; any correlation to actual people, the living or the dead, is luck. The place is a fictitious generic portrayal of a small town, “Mooreville,” in the midwestern area that touches the appellations on the state’s east side. The tale continues in the third part of this work, ‘Mooreville Welcome.’ This struggle
All characters in this story are age 18 or older.*The next day I saw Lisa in the morning, for I would spend the balance of the day preparing to relieve Nakita of her virginity. Our big date was set for eight o’clock. Her father had paid for my services for a full night.Lisa was at
FIRST AID TRAININGI was in my early twenties, dating and sometimes living with my boyfriend Jess. We got together with many different couples and singles including two guys who Jess worked with Tommy and Wesley. We would gather at Jess’s apartment. I often stayed over with him. Tommy and Wes often had dates. We would
© 2000, 2023 J RydherThis story was originally written in 2000. I decided to edit a second edition, with some minor changes.All characters are over 18-years of age.______________________________________________________________Alicia and I had been living together for 5 years and enjoyed a great sex life. We tried many things over time, some of which were successful and
All characters in this story are over 18The next day at school Jason could feel the eyes on him. He sat through his entire math class just trying not to look back at the longing look Heather was giving him. When math ended, he headed down to the gym. As he stepped into the locker
“Hello Master” I say as I answer the phone.”Hello Pet, have you been playing today?”Taking a moment to think about my response, you become more insistent.”Pet?””Yes Master?””Did you play with your pussy at all today?””Well I…..””My Pet, you were given plain instructions. They were easy to understand were they not Pet?””Yes Master, the instructions were
Forward from author: i apologize for the delay; things have been busy, and i haven’t been able to devote the time to this like i’ve wanted. thanks to those who have expressed an interest in continuing; that’s what has me wanting to share more. not sure how much longer this will last; one individual has
“You do love me?” she asked in a whisper full of conviction, yet filled with implicit pleading and hope. The question seemed to go through my body like a rusty knife, tearing through my entrails and shriveling the small flame of my own pathetic infatuation.“Jake, Jake are you listening to me?” Pauline demanded, the irritation
Clink.Three wine glasses collide with one another, sloshing the sparkling moscato back and forth. I bring my glass to my lips, sipping at the bubbly drink and smiling over the rim at the boys. My boys. Jude and Gray.Jude and I have been together for a long time. I love every inch of that man
When I grew up it wasn’t an easy thing to get laid. I remember after I got a car, there were a few immature wrestling matchs when parked. With a bit of effort a guy might get to feel some boobs from the outside of the clothing, but even that was considered a score with
Late one night I’m going over to hang out at the apartment of a girl I’m seeing; let’s call her Amy. Amy and I have known each other for a while, and we mess around on occasion. It’s nothing real serious, but we are far more than just friends with benefits. We honestly care for
Hello Literotica,My first group sexperience1.We had moved to the city where our dear friend Mr V and his wife lived. I had written about them and our first experience sometime back and it was them who go it us into our first group. We had been having sex with the couple for about 6 months
Chapter 5: Fitness ConsultationAfter performing his “self-care,” HR blissfully fell asleep, excited for the next day. That was, until he received a call from an unknown number.Still half asleep, HR brought his phone up to his ear. “Hel-“”Hilbane!” A familiar and excited voice emanated from the phone, pounding his ear drum and waking him up
Jaelyn sat painting her toenails a bright, fiery red. She’d begun drowning out Adrianna’s chatter twenty minutes ago and was deep in her own thoughts.”Did you hear what I just said?” asked Adrianna incredulously. She couldn’t believe that Jaelyn was being so…un-Jaelyn. She was supposed to be the patient and attentive one; she was always