It was well past midnight when she came, though I was indeed weak and weary, exhausted by the struggle of putting metaphorical pen to digital paper.”Mistress!” I rejoiced. “Inspire me once more and I will be your eternal slave.”She was a fetishist’s wet dream. a goddess in skintight leather and shining latex. In silent disdain
A little practical joke goes very VERY right. If any of you want to chat, you can email me at 3708w111@gmail.com or text me (256)474-4793 I woke the next morning. I walked down the hall to the girl’s room but they were both gone. I found a note on the counter saying they had gone
The Birthday Bash“Drinks all around. Save one for the birthday boy.” Aunty Anne yelled in the crowded bar. Everyone cheered. Let me describe my Aunty. She’s walking sex, tall willowy, long deep red hair and an ass that won’t quit. I’ve wanted her ever since I realized I had a dick. Aunty Anne was my
I didn’t have to think twice, the ad was clear about the cock size and the picture was there to prove it. It seemed very real. We planned to meet at this little strip mall. The guy would be in a BMW. I didn’t have to think twice, the ad was clear about the cock
All people having sexual activity in this story are eighteen and over.I am looking for someone to Edit and Proof Read my works, if you are interested, please contact me through literotica. This story is unedited so there will be errors and I apologise for this, but I hope you enjoy.I had turned eighteen in
Years had passed since Zachary’s argument with his mom, and still the memory burned itself deeply in my mind. He had left without a word or a clue as to where he’d go; he just vanished into obscurity leaving us broken and terrified of his whereabouts. I hadn’t the faintest idea of where he could
Nervousness radiated from her, as she waited for it to happen. She knew it would; it was why she was there. She would be taken and used by a stranger. Not injured, but beyond that sole constraint, the manner, the timing, the assertiveness with which it happened, was unknown. And most of all, the biggest
It had been two years since I last saw him. I’d fantasized about being with him time and time again. Many factors hindered why we weren’t but situations change. I’m in town for a business meeting, coming in a few days early for some time to myself. Our last encounter rings through my head, the
Bianca Norton looked at her boyfriend Kyle Dackers as he slept. He was a really beautiful youth. Only twenty years old and already on his way to a great life. He was a sophomore at Harvard University. He was the third member of his family to go there. His grandfather and his father had gone
Please read the preceeding chapters so that this one makes sense. Please rate and comment. Any constructive criticism or encouragement is appreciated. Chapter 16: Love boatRicky folds the cover back from the top of the hot tub. He is nude on our patio, protected from sight by the privacy fence. I stand by, watching him
My girlfriend Jean, has 2 children from a previous marriage. Her and her ex-husband Matt had a rare mutual breakup, and were still cordial. He had to travel for work to South Carolina often, and was offered a position to move there. She couldn’t move away due to having to care for her elderly parent.
My girlfriend lays down the gauntlet, and I accept her challenge. This is a true story that happened over 20 years ago, when my wife and I were dating. You might be asking yourself how a story can be categorized as consensual sex, reluctance, and rape? Well, some readers might categorize this story as consensual
This is the first story that I’ve written. If you are offended by stories of incest then please don’t read this one. All characters in this story are 18 or older.—–Alicia walked into the kitchen and saw that coffee was made, so she poured herself a cup. As she turned to walk out of the
Hi! I’m Jenny, the Queen of Blow and Go’s. This story was written by my husband Nick. This was written by my husband, Nick. Since my wife, Jenny, confessed to me about her cravings and the urge to suck strange cock when I wasn’t available, some elements of our sex life have heightened. It is
Lisa opened her eyes and smiled mischievously when she checked the time on the bedside clock radio. It was 6:26 a.m., with the radio scheduled to come on at 6:30 to awaken her and her husband, Paul. She had a better plan than waking to the morning news, weather and sports.She switched off the alarm
Origins by the Id of SidIt was the summer between sophomore and junior year. It had been a whirlwind of a year for me. My body had changed so much. In the Fall I was still in my old body. I had always been viewed more athletic than attractive: I was 5’2” rather flat chested
It was 1968 and although the so-called swinging sixties were in full swing, this was not the case in suburban Bournemouth. As a retired headmaster from a local mixed grammar school life progressed at an enjoyable if sedate pace. I lived in a semi-detached house on the outskirts of town, life in general was very
“I would, honey, but you’re still a child,” I said to her gently. We’d had this argument several times already, so I knew the details by heart. She’d exclaim that she was finally of legal age, could even vote. I, in turn, would reply that because she was still a virgin she was, technically, still
From the enormous kitchen windows ten stories up, Antonia watches the morning sun glow on the water. Usually, anyone here on a Friday would see her smile at the sight over her coffee break as if in quiet joy. But today, instead, she frowns about the message she just read on her phone.Fado night isn
I glared at the portrait of my distant ancestor Horace the Third–apparently a large bearded man whose head was slightly too wide for his crown.The portrait stared straight back.Absently, I wondered if Horace ever felt as miserably bored as I was right then. In his youth, had he been made to wait in the antechamber