I don’t know how long we stayed like that. Me, kneeling in my corner after my spanking and Ms. Julie behind me recovering from what had sounded like a truly massive masturbatory orgasm.As knelt there, my mind and my emotions had gone around and around like socks in a dryer. Was I basically a regular
Chapter Five♠The ConfessionalsLater that day, Finn and the rest of the whiteboys were lined up at a long table in a white room on the second floor of what was beginning to appear to him more as a compound than a camp. He played with the pink leash that dangled from the matching collar around
A work experience:One of the most vivid memories is one when I was still going to college (about 21yrs old) and working full time at a computer company which produced satellite decoders. The company was broken down into two distinct departments, including separate buildings for each. I was the production manager which meant I oversaw
When they exchanged home addresses last month on-line, Lyndsey was quick to jot it down and hold it dearly with her other secret findings. She had always wanted to be able to surprise Mike. Though he was married, she felt adoration for him beyond any other. She was fond of his fathering to his small
I was exhausted after a hard day at work, I was tight, tense and I decided that I really needed a drink to help me relax. The pub was just down the road, so I decided to wander down there for a quick drink before I headed home.I had the usual men cracking onto me
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
“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
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
“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
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
It was Wednesday morning. I decided to head down to the lobby and check my mailbox. I caught the elevator and as I checked the mail, I noticed an attractive woman looking over at me with a smile. She looked like she was in her mid-thirties, slim, with dark hair.”Hi, I’m Toni.” I said with
PRESENT DAY***Cole***The Mark Twain Riverboat floated past, its passengers waving in true Disneyland spirit. I smiled, waving back until a jolt rocked through my cock. Gemma’s smile flashed towards me from the bench, quickly fading into feigned innocence as she adjusted the Mickey ears on her head. The tingle from the shock lingered, a dangerous
Setting the stage :There is nothing like a cozy night in with my subby little pet making dinner and serving me tea as I enjoy watching the snow fall -decorating the tree running through my mind as it is on the list of things to do. Watching her prance around in her oversized shirt while