'She is amazing. Mina is her name. That night at the hotel room she was standing 5 feet from me and I was able to smell her arousal and to see the slowly dropping stream from her pussy. And, trust me, her pussy was swollen and open like I have never seen before. She was desperately horny at this time. Like you, dear. I am feeling the pulsations coming from your cock. I can see the shiny drop trying to pop from your tip. Let me lick it... Mmm! She tasted good too, honey! Yes, I was catching a stream from her...

I'm a slutty pig bottom. I'm very submissive, and have few limits. I'll let just about any man do anything he wants to me. I crave cock and cum. I love it rough. I need it rough.
I'm in my mid forties, and I'm 5'9" and about 195#. I have a somewhat muscular build, and I workout regularly, but I don't eat right so I'm not exactly ripped. Guys tell me I'm thick. I am pretty proud of my butt, which is a nice bubble. I'm usually clean shaven, and I keep my body smooth. I wear my brown hair in the typical gay...

"You don't think she's doing that on purpose?" my wife said, half-laughing but there was also some annoyance in her voice.
"It could be," I said. "But I don't think she even knows when it happens."
"Of course she knows." Evangeline's face expressed pure skepticism.
I shrugged. "I don't ask her to do it."...

An introduction from the author.
As I explained in my note to part 1a, this multi-part story looks at how many women's attitudes generally, and mine in particular, change as we get older and, as mine did, our marriage or relationship becomes more difficult. I told you how my and many others' attitude towards sex, and what we want from it changes as we get older. The experiences gained, the relationship and appetite for sex all play their part in bringing about these changes, which tend to be more profoun...

By then we were both pretty damn spent so we lay beside each other in that wonderfully relaxed state you find only after truly good sex. There was a lassitude to my muscles, and I could barely lift my arm enough to lay my hand on her hip. I noticed she seemed to struggle a bit too, to mirror my movement. It was one of those moments you experience a few times in your life, if you're lucky, when no words are necessary. I knew what she was thinking, and she knew what I was thinking....

I rarely swam, so the large above ground pool wasn't a big reason I bought the house. It just happened to be there and in fact the first year I lived there proved to be more of a chore to keep up with than to actually use. Over time I did learn to enjoy it a bit, sometimes enjoying an evening swim. It was also a great way to cool off to after mowing the yard....

On a trip to a large metropolitan East Coast city, a younger couple of friends were telling my wife and me of an experience that they had. You see, they live in an apartment complex with their two daughters. Both worked full-time jobs and found it hard to have private time alone. Their one escape was to sneak outside to the pool late at night after the lights were dimmed. There, they could get in a quicky, while remaining vigilant to prying eyes. On one recent experience, they thought there might have been ...

He was horny and on a time limit.
Technically so was I, except that mattered less, both because I had plenty more time than he did and also because it was his orgasm that took precedence.
My regular rendezvous with my buddy was chiefly about him, his pleasure, his load.
Buddy's been roofing every summer since graduating high school. Today he was on a job near me in my area and could sneak away on his lunch break. 30 precious minutes to worship him and take his load. I was determined to make the mos...

Hello,
Thank you for stopping by.
My stories are generally created after I find an interesting image or group of images on another site and basically a story just pops into my head based upon that image or groups of images. I wish I could include the images with my story but as they are not mine it is against the rules even though the image creators gave me permission to use the image as long as they get credit for it. Again, the rules as I understand them say otherwise. But I think my stories can als...

Michelle poses in front of the bedroom mirror, putting the final touches to her preparations while waiting for her man. Immaculately made up with a subtle dab of fragrance, gold hoops piercing her earlobes, a matching necklace around her elegant neck and a wide gold wedding band, manicured nails - simply red....

Author's Note(s): Hey, folks. Sorry that I've been missing in action for so long. To be honest, I'd been struggling with severe writer's block. I'm hoping it has finally lifted, but only time will tell. This is the first thing I've been able to finish in nine months; please forgive me if it feels less polished than some of my previous works....

"Aminata?" I said. "Are you there?"
"Yph? Whuph ifph iph mmafftur?"
"Aminata, visual display."
The A. I. assistant was suddenly beside me, appearing as a short, curly-haired girl. She wasn't actually beside me but from the way she cast a shadow on the sand to the way the surf washed around her ankles she seemed real enough. She stood there, swaying slightly in strict bondage....

Three
When Kit said her place was 'cold,' I figured she might've been exaggerating a tad. You know how it is with girls, always moaning about the cold and then pinching your hoodies.  
But the second I step through that door, I know straight away any ideas of finishing what we started on that video call have gone straight out the window. Because, mate, you can't have decent sex if you're freezing your bollocks off. Let me tell you, with every step, mine hate me a bit more.  ...

I did not deliberately shift my focus to older men. And neither Rod nor I want more than casual fun. But I just had to go back for more. Since he lives far from me, I've needed patience in between our "dates". Its worth the wait, I assure you. Rod has the most amazing stamina. Or maybe its patience. He seems to be able to focus on pleasuring me before he finally surrenders to his own release....

The CP is intended to be an anthology series, one that I will add new stories to periodically; probably one every few weeks. Each story will be stand-alone and have its own main characters, though some characters will appear in more than one story. The connective tissue is provided by a public pool, located in an East Coast college town....

This is a true story that happened many years ago in my younger years, and I still can't believe it really happened.
I worked at this gas station, you know, the old style ones where they actually fixed cars and you pumped everyone's gas.
Anyway it was getting near deer hunting season and Gary had this plan to go up north deer hunting. His parents had a cabin so it was free lodging. In minutes there were four of us planning the trip. Gary, Marvin, his brother David, and me, Billy....

I was out on a date when my phone beeped with that special pattern that belongs exclusively to Sly, my agent. Yeah, you heard right. I said a date. No, no, not the professional kind of date that I've written about before. I think of those as a part of my job or an assignment. I mean just an ordinary everyday boy-meets-girl date with a very nice guy I'd met out jogging one day last week. Yeah, I do date. Socially, I mean. In fact, I even have a life outside my day job with the law firm and my night job with ...

Diego groaned as he woke up. He was in the middle of a beach that looked to be made of plastic. As he stood up he looked down and confirmed that yup, he was naked.
"Of course. What was I expecting? A normal board game with a succubus? I'm such a moron."
He looked around for something that could end his life, but as he walked around for a sharp object or some place to jump off of, he heard a roar from his right. He turned just in time to see The Mistress lunging right at him in demon mode, claws out in...

Q should've been my man, and not Downey.
"I need you," I texted him on a Saturday afternoon.
"What you need me fah," he replied.
"To fix something," I told him.
"Where Downey at, LOL," he replied.
Downey was my boyfriend who was best friends with, "Q," short for Quincy. Downey and I were together five years, but finished at a phase where we just didn't care for each other, or were just tired of one another. Downey started stepping out, and I was just looking, when Q came into my view....

I've designed a new inside outside room for the rear deck. It will be surrounded by a set of café blinds and covered by a smoky grey alsynite roof, to be weather proof. The idea is a cosy sun filled room in winter, with a rug on the floor and second hand furniture that doesn't mind the cold. And shaded in summer, with the blinds rolled up to let the air flow. We never used the two umbrellas this year, too much hassle....

Author Note: None of the scenes in my Literotica stories have actually happened. Naturally, experiences from my real world sex life have appeared in them, but they've always been fictionalized. This one happened. It was in the 1990s, when I was in my 30s, and I was living with Teal, a woman with relatively few sexual inhibitions. Please take note: there IS male bisexuality in this narrative. If this bothers you, I strongly urge you not to read it....

Tommy has been mowing my lawn since he was twelve or thirteen. My late husband liked not having to do it, and that alone made it worth paying him to do it. He was pretty good at it and he had a regular little summer business going with several of our neighbors so as time went on he started doing more, doing edging and weeding and even got his own lawn mower instead of using ours....

Dan's wife Monica returned later that morning so Dan and I didnt have time to discuss things. After greeting Monica, I settled back downstairs in their built up basement where I was staying. The room was twice the size of a prototypical man cave. A love seat that doubles as a bed. A small bar within a living area and a nice sized bathroom. A big screen TV and audio system took up a considrable portion of the wall. All in all, it's a terrific room, especially for what I need....

My Introduction to ENF

I think I'm the last person to I'd be writing this more less actually being involved with ENF. This for the most part is real and maybe add a little added, but not much. First of all, I'm Mindy and I have two daughter's I'll call them Jamie and Amy to protect them and at the time they were college students. I had recently gotten divorced and my ex was my High School Sweetheart. Why we ended the marriage doesn't have any impact on any of this. Being my first boyfriend and never ...

I woke up first. I had hugged my best friend all night, feeling his warmth, specially the warmth of his ass against my crotch.
Lucas was a heavy sleeper, so I hit the shower. When I was done, I left the bathroom dry and wearing only briefs.
"Good morning," Lucas said.
"Stop staring. You can go home now."...

Trans School: Colleague Worship
Summary: Jasmine begins her service as the Bottom Slut for all her fellow teachers.
Note 1: Thanks to Tex Beethoven for rejuvenating this old story and illustrating all the parts. Also thanks to Shuj and OhDAve1 for editing.
Note 2: This is the third part of a planned marathon series about my adventures at Chateau Johnson School for Girls in southern California....

My name is Julien Moreau.
I spent twenty years walking wires for Cirque du Soleil. Headliner. Catch specialist. The guy you trusted to grab your wrist mid-air and not let go. I was born into the life, second-generation performer, raised on chalk dust and calluses. By the time I was ten, I could rig a harness blindfolded. By twenty-three, I was flying nightly under Vegas lights. They called me "the anchor." Not because I was heavy, but because I held everyone else in place....

The Uber rolled to a stop in front of their house just before midnight. Jess stepped out, the night air cool against her bare shoulders after the artificial warmth of the car. Her heels clicked against the concrete walkway as she approached the front door.
Inside, she kicked off her heels with a groan of relief. The house was silent, empty in a way that felt different than usual because of Tom's absence....

You bought some new things and asked if I wanted you to model them for me. Of course I did, but you had a special way to do that for me, and relieve the hardon you created.
All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older.


You Dance For Me… by DrStoney







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➜ This is an original idea and improvisation by me
☾ she's got a reputation for being a real ice queen around the office but you've always liked how efficient she makes everything (even if she does kinda scare you). today you see a different side to her ... one you want to get to know more
➜ Additional Tags : [F4M] [Co-workers] [Tsundere] [Wait, you're actually good at your job?] [Praise] [Office gossip] [You and I should work together] [Shut the door and come inside] [I'll be able to tell if like it ...