Ocak 2024

(This story is posted on the Literotica website. Do not repost anywhere else without the author’s consent. This story deals with similar themes as the stories by wannabeboytoy, seducedHylas, and Dark Betrayal. I do not condone any of these actions in real life. This is just a story. Enjoy.) * Saturday will be the best …

(This story is a sequel to “Sunshine’s Needs,” so if you want to know who these people are you may want to read it first. If you like that one, you’ll come back to this one. For those who’ve already read it, enjoy.) * I awoke early the next morning wrapped around my sleeping wife. …

I had been so looking forward to spending Thanksgiving with my widowed father. It would be our first Thanksgiving since the death of my mother. My father and I had become so much closer since Mom passed away. We had, in fact, become sexually intimate for the first time on Halloween, his birthday. (See my …

The day dragged on slower than any day of my life. Lacy and Lisa left me home, probably not wanting to see me after my comment about my cock. I pretty much sat around the house, worked out and pleaded with the day to end. Finally it was dinner time and Lisa and Lacy came …

Sex with her uncle was better than anything Vanessa had ever enjoyed. One day while doing my her laundry, my Aunt Becky came up behind her and asked me if she needed any help, she replied sure and she helped Vanessa fold. She asked me, “Do you have a boyfriend?” She replied no and she …

Thank you for selecting my story to read. I’m Robin, a mature, Black, bi woman. My stories are memoirs spiced with a kinky imagination. I am submissive by natural inclination in most relationships, most often very submissive in sex. If you like kinky mature women I hope you will like my stories and comment on …

“I’ve heard you had a hard day,” the principal said as he entered her classroom. The halls were quiet; all the students had gone home. “These kids are assholes,” she laughed. The principal scanned her body; a tight pencil skirt clung to her hips, her black stilettos lengthening her already long legs, and her shear …

The chapters unfold in a sequence of true events from 1966-2005. (Chapter 8) “November Rain” (circa-1972) Cursing at the workmen digging up the street below his bedroom window with a pneumatic drill for most of the day did little to ease the thunderous hangover banging inside his head. He didn’t hear the knock at the …

This is the first of a couple of chapters of how my grandmother instructed me on the ways of PLEASURING ladies. All people / charters in these stories are older than 18 and younger than 75. Any resemblance between real people and ones in these stories is just a coincidence. List of charters for this …

Just what had my young, handsome new neighbour, James, meant when he had whispered, “fuck you again, soon, slut,” leaving me totally exhausted and, otherwise, blissfully satisfied. Sometimes, as I pondered his intent, I became angry; how dare he call me a slut, he was just as bad, banging away at an old and ugly …