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Chapter 13 – Sofia
Note: All characters in this story involved in sexual situations are 18 years of age or older
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When we reached Sofia’s floor, the two of us headed off together. Of course, I allowed the lady to go first. As we walked down the hall, she had a visible, shaky nervousness about her and remained quiet. It started to become more and more obvious to me that she was thinking about more than just having me hang out at her place.
She unlocked the door and I followed her inside. It was pretty and it smelled nice – just like her! Because of the fact that she lived directly above me, the layout of her apartment was exactly the same as my own. There’d been many a night I’d stayed up, wondering what the gorgeous girl above my ceiling was doing.
‘Well,’ she quietly said, ‘here we are. You can set your book bag on the chair, too.’
‘Thanks,’ I replied, hooking my backpack to the fancy dining room chair. She stood around awkwardly for a moment before her eyes lit up.
‘Oh, would you like something to drink?’
‘Sure,’ I said with a slight grin.
‘One sec!’ she said before heading off to the kitchen. She seemed pretty anxious to keep me entertained. Though I was finding her entertaining, I just stood back and remained calm. I hoped my demeanor would would rub off on her.
From the refrigerator, she pulled out a water pitcher with one of those filters built into it. She looked worried, her hand shaking as she tried to pour the water into a glass and ended up spilling some.
‘Oh, damn it,’ she whispered, quickly biting her lip.
‘Hey, it’s okay,’ I reassured her. I helped by placing my hands atop her own. ‘Here, I’ll do it. I have some experience with these things.’
She quietly laughed as I steadied her hand to pour the water into the glass. She seemed to be quite comfortable being so close to me. I saw the hairs standing up on her arms before she looked over at me with a smile. She then sighed quietly.
‘Well then,’ she said as she turned to put the pitcher back into the fridge. ‘Let me show you around the place.’
‘Sounds good,’ I replied with a warm smile. I took a sip from the glass of water while she led me out of the kitchen and into the living room.
‘So,’ she started, ‘in the living room, we have this beautiful, Italian leather sectional.’
‘Very fancy,’ I remarked with raised eyebrows. She giggled softly. The couch looked like it was brand-new.
‘My mom’s an interior decorator. Everything about her own home has to look perfect and spotless.’
‘So I’ve noticed,’ I said as I looked around, impressed by the modern layout of the place. I then looked back at her with a cool smile. ‘It’s actually very lovely in here. And I don’t just mean because of the decor.’
She playfully grinned from ear to ear. ‘I didn’t know you were so charming,’ she replied, innocently fidgeting with the hem of her shirt.
‘And I didn’t know you … had such a nice place.’
She giggled again. ‘Come on, let’s check out the view,’ she said. She waved for me to follow her before opening the sliding glass door.
We then stepped out onto the balcony. Not only did the tile look a million times fancier than my own, but the seating places and additional decorations did as well.
‘What do you think?’ she asked, her eyes quite hopeful to continually impress me.
‘It looks nice,’ I replied, nodding and pursing my lips in approval. ‘I feel like I’m an entire story up. Very jarring, I might be getting acrophobic up here.’ She laughed and playfully pushed my arm. She then turned and noticed a rogue cup upon one of the tables.
‘Oh, darn it. Someone left a cup out here,’ she said before bending over to pick it up.
The way she bent over was so purposeful. My eyes widened in awe with her practically shoving her ass into my face, wagging it back and forth to do something as simple as pick up a cup. It caused me to unconsciously undress her with my mind. She was making it more and more obvious that she had something planned. By then, I had a pretty good idea what it was, but I was enjoying watching her put on a show for me. I casually took a sip of water before she stood up and turned to me with a big smile.
‘Let me just put this cup away. Come on.’ I nodded and followed her back inside, through the kitchen where she placed the cup down.
I took one more swig of water and then placed it down on the counter beside it. She looked back and smiled again before leading me into her parent’s bedroom. What an lavish affair that was. It was very open and neatly carpeted. The bed had a long headboard that also acted as a sturdy table for their lamps, phone and books. The expensive sheets also looked as though they were brand-new. I was almost afraid to get near them, in the worry I’d somehow mess up the bed made so perfectly.
‘Wow,’ I uttered before she could even say anything. For some reason, it just looked like a perfect ‘beach’ bedroom.
‘My mom really fusses over the details,’ she remarked, grinning as she looked around before turning to me.
‘I’d say,’ I remarked, my eyes soaking up the awe-inspiring space. ‘Should I be wearing some kind of protective suit in here? I don’t want to get a hair or a flake of skin anywhere.’
‘It’s fine,’ she happily replied. She then grabbed my arm with both hands. ‘Come on, there’s one more room left.’
I smiled as she led me away, playfully rolling my eyes. I knew exactly what the last room was.
She brought me into her room, which was, surprisingly, the same size as my own. Her room was much more modest by comparison to the other rooms, which suited her well. There was a soft, aromatic smell of potpourri in the air. The drawn cloth curtains served to keep a comfortable darkness in the room. It seemed very relaxing and peaceful within the cozy confines of her space.
‘Oh,’ I said with some surprise. ‘I thought you were going to show me the bathroom.’
She smirked at me. ‘Very funny.’ I shot her back an innocent grin.
She then rubbed her arm, awkwardly standing around again while thinking about what to say.
‘So, uh, … what do you think of my room?’
‘It’s nice,’ I replied with another approving nod. ‘Much nicer than my room. At least you make your bed and don’t leave things lying around everywhere.’
She quietly laughed. ‘Typical guy behavior,’ she said, looking at me with a grin. ‘What do you think of the bed?’
‘It’s … nice, too,’ I replied with some confusion, not quite sure what she wanted me to say.
‘Well, … I like these sheets,’ she said with a slightly nervous laugh. She bent over again, gently combing over the sheets with both hands. ‘They’re soft and really nice to, you know, lay on.’
With her proportionate behind stuck so blatantly in my face again, she could not have made it any more obvious at that point. I decided it was time to stop letting her flounder about, and accept her invitation.
She stood up, staring nervously at the bed as she tried to think of what else to say. I closed the gap between us, slipping my arms underneath her own. She gasped softly before she went quiet once again. She straightened her back while I went to test the waters as to how far she was willing to go when I took hold underneath her full, exquisite breasts.
Sofia exhaled a quiet, sheepish moan, offering no resistance while my hands slowly explored the shape of her breasts. It was so quiet in her room. I heard every breath she took and the sound of her swallowing the nervous lump in her throat. I pulled a hand back to gently brush her long, blonde hair behind her back. She slowly gazed over at me with an innocent look in her eyes, so pure, so intimately curious of what I was going to do next.
I smiled as I gently brushed her outer cheek with the back of my hand. Her eyes closed for a moment before fluttering back open, continuing to gaze
at me. Her head was just barely tilted down, giving her blushing face a coy, demure look. I used my hand to guide her face toward my own before gently clasping my lips over hers. Sharing that first kiss with her was like pure magic. She uttered a quiet sigh of content, bringing a hand up to my face and resting it on my cheek.
I brought my hand back down to her breast, massaging into both a little more deeply. At the same time, I pressed deeper into our kiss, bringing her further into the exaltation of the pleasure we were already sharing. Then, without breaking our kiss, she turned herself around to face me. She started to kiss me back with more eagerness – a sentiment I gladly returned in kind.
Sofia gently placed both hands on my face, both of us kissing each other deeply as I calmly began to undo the buttons of her blouse. She inhaled sharply in excitement, her lips pulling away once I had undone the final button. She stared at me with an infatuated twinkle in her eyes as she let the blouse fall from her arms and to the floor. She then took a moment running her hands delicately over my face and combing her fingers through my hair. All the while, she had a look in her eyes like she could not believe this was really happening. I simply closed my eyes and smiled, pulling her closer to me with my arms around her broad hips. Her body was innocently trembling, her breaths audibly nervous.
After a moment, she leaned forward, pressing her lips into my own. I rubbed her lower back, reveling in just how warm and soft she felt against me. She was incredibly comfortable to have in my arms, so much so that part of me just wanted to never let her go.
Then, I rather abruptly ended our kiss just as it was getting good so that I could gaze firmly into her eyes. Her curious eyes shifted between my own. Despite how comfortable it felt having her body pressed against my own, I wouldn’t have felt right if I didn’t say what I was about to say to her.
‘We don’t have to do this, you know,’ I softly spoke up. She seemed taken aback by my response. I only hoped she hadn’t expected me to just tear her clothes off and go at it like a mindless animal.
‘I know, but, …’ she whispered, exhaling softly. ‘I want to take this leap. There’s nothing else in the world I want to do more than doing this … with you. If … you want to, that is.’
Her eyes were full of honesty and a bit of worry. Being denied at that point would’ve crushed her to pieces. I had no intention of doing that.
‘I do want to,’ I replied with a gentle smile. She grinned happily, the two of us eagerly resuming our previous kiss.
Then, my hands came up to unhook Sofia’s bra. She exhaled in excitement upon my lips once more as she let the garment to fall to the floor. She snaked her arms back around my neck, the other around the back of my head, just as I began to kiss her chin and down her neck. She embraced me tightly, tilting her head back. She gasped and moaned softly in elation as my lips and tongue explored the sensitive flesh of her neck.
I wanted to keep things slow and calm for Sofia, to try to keep her as relaxed as possible. As for myself, I was wonderfully at ease in her embrace.
When I moved down to her collarbone, I heard her exhale sharply as though the wind were knocked from her lungs. She knew exactly where I was going next, and her quickened breathing was a good indicator of that. She looked down, watching me with a lusty gaze. I moved slowly, offering to take my time to explore as I kissed down her chest. Eventually I reached the cleft between her soft, bulbous breasts. She stuck her chest out, as though offering them to me as I kissed in slow, gentle circles around them.
I then slowly laved my tongue along the underside of both breasts. I pulled away, taking a brief moment to gaze upon her incredible breasts up close before firmly grasping one of them in my hand. She lustfully exhaled again from my touch. Her body began to tremble harder, anticipation and anxiousness swelling inside her. I then took her opposite nipple into my mouth, avidly sucking upon it.
Sofia’s nipples were hard, but became even harder under my stimuli. My fingers dug deep into her flesh, massaging her breast like a gorgeous stress ball. She panted and moaned softly, yet eagerly. Her breaths combed through my hair while her fingers did the same whilst stroking the back of my head. I pulled her tighter with my arm around her back, arching her back while simultaneously sucking harder upon her nipple. I was swept up in the warm, sweet, succulent aroma of her body mixed with the relaxing fragrance of potpourri.
Her head tilted back, moaning in lust, happily soaking up every bit of pleasure I gave her amazing body. I continued to audibly suck harder on her erect bud. My tongue sloppily licked at it, drooling down the flesh of her round breast. Then, I slid my tongue back up to her neck. At the same time, both of my hands grabbed tight hold of her breasts and felt the pounding of her heart under my fingers. I began rubbing and massaging them thoroughly, pushing them together and pulling them away. My breathing was becoming as hot as hers as I amorously licked her neck and listening to her moan lustfully in response. I was so very turned on to see her half-naked and so submissive toward me. Both of us felt the lustful heat throbbing through our bodies.
During the entirety of us getting lost in each other, I’d actually forgotten about stopping time.
With heavy panting, she tilted her head back down and looked into my eyes. I tucked her hair behind her ear before sliding the back of my hand down her cheek. Her face was almost completely flushed red. Her eyes were full of wonder as she gazed intimately at me. She was so amazing, so sweet and pure. She had always been such an incredible friend to me. I was so elated, and honored, to be sharing such an incredibly personal moment with her.
She then took hold of my face, her lips anxiously seeking out my own to share a passionate kiss. Her body gently rubbed against mine, yearning for relief from the heat of desire coursing through her veins. It became obvious how badly she wanted this.
Sofia brought her hands down, gently tugging at the hem of my shirt. I lifted my arms up momentarily as she effortlessly pulled it over my head and I tossed it aside. She gazed upon my bare flesh for a moment. Her trembling, delicate hands slowly slid down my shoulders and to my abdomen. She continued panting quietly, her hands going up behind my back and shoulders. Her body pulled closer to me, gently kissing my lips for just a brief moment. I smiled at her once again, which caused her to do the same.
Her hands then came down, stopping upon my crotch. She exhaled in wonder once again as she felt my erection through my clothing. She slowly unzipped my pants and then reached inside, freeing my rock-hard manhood. She gasped and stared at it in astonishment, as though she’d never seen one before. Her initial shock quickly died down and took gentle hold of my pulsing rod.
Her soft, warm hands tenderly caressed my aching flesh. I moaned quietly, gazing into her eyes with an amorous lust. She seemed hypnotized by my gaze, unable to turn her eyes away for a couple moments while continuing to blindly fondle my shaft. Then, she looked down upon it once more. Her fingers gently wrapped around me and began to stroke me within her tight grip. Her slow tugging drew glistening droplets from my tip while I softly groaned and sighed.
She slowly sat down upon the bed behind her, bringing me closer. She let up on her tight hold, her other hand coming up to help in massaging me. Her eyes were unable to turn away from the allure of my organ, entranced by the object pointed at her face. She then leaned her head in to take a curious lick of the thick fluid dribbling from its head. She pulled her head away momentarily, a look of bewildered amazement upon her face as she gently smacked her lips.
Her expression then cal
med down and she closed her eyes. Sofia edged herself forward a bit, head dipping in once more. Her trembling lips and shaky breaths met the head of my cock, sending a shiver of delight through me. She took a hand away, placing gentle kisses down one side of it while her hand held the other side. I reveled in the delight of her warm lips peeling away from my sensitive flesh with each kiss. I then sighed amorously as she drew her noticeably dry tongue back up to the tip.
Her breathing began to quicken again as she slowly circled her tongue around my head. Then, she pursed her lips around it and slowly sucked her way down my length.
I let out a deep groan of satisfaction. Sofia’s movements were coy, yet relentless, as she slowly bobbed her head. I gently held a hand to the back of her head, groaning in pleasure, letting her know she was doing just fine. She placed her hands upon my thighs, softly moaning and sighing. She was so inexperienced, and yet still so wonderful. Her warm mouth was dry and sticky as a side-effect of how nervous she was. However, she was unyieldingly diligent in her attempts to pleasure me.
I gazed down in awe at her passionate effort. I couldn’t imagine the number of times I’d fantasized about her doing this. Whether it be set in Biology class, or on the bus, or even some quiet spot on the walk home from school. I’d always found everything she did quite amazing. She very briefly gazed up at me so innocently with those hazel eyes of hers, while endlessly sliding her lips down my manhood. It was truly a sight to behold.
I brought my hand under Sofia’s chin, gently coaxing her to a halt. She curiously looked up at me as I withdrew from her mouth. I took her by the hands, helping her up to her feet. I greeted her with a deep kiss, which she gladly accepted, while working to undo her pants as well. I was eager to give her a turn, looking to amaze her as much as she amazed me.
Those capris of hers took a little effort and some shimmying on her part to remove. Once they were down to her knees, I did the same with her panties as well. Our lips still locked together, I slid an arm under her soft, round butt and lifted her up. I leaned over the bed, laying her head down upon the pillow before allowing our lips to part.
I stood up, removing my jeans and my boxers. At the same time, she worked to do the same, kicking her pants and panties off to the floor. We both removed our shoes, both deciding to keep our socks on.
She then pulled the covers out from under her, folding them next to her to lay on the even softer spread beneath. I calmly laid down beside her, our eyes never breaking from each other, welcoming each other back into our arms with another brief kiss.
With one arm around her back, I began to slowly run my other hand down the side of her body. Sofia looked so magnificent laying prone and nude upon the bed. I smiled endlessly, constantly amazed at how beautiful she was. My hand went down to her thigh, then back up just as slowly. She sighed quietly, mirroring my smile, though I knew she was still quite nervous.
I cupped her cheek, rubbing against her soft skin with my thumb. She uttered a soft mewl, leaning her head into my hand, almost like she was nuzzling against it. I slowly slid my hand back down once again, this time over the front of her body. I listened to her quiet gasps as my hand traveled between her breasts, down her belly, and over her legs once more.
There, I gently scraped my fingertips over Sofia’s thighs in slow circles. She moaned softly, her eyes glittering as her legs began to slowly part from one another. It was a beautiful sight to gaze upon – almost like watching a flower bloom. Once there was enough of a gap, I let my hand calmly wander into the space between them. She gasped sharply, her legs flinching as my fingers made contact with her warm, wet petals.
She looked at me with some visible nervousness. I gave her a gentle kiss to reassure her and to let her know she was in good hands. After all, my hands had gotten quite good at this sort of thing. We traded kisses back and forth while my fingers explored her swollen, sensitive sex. She held me tighter, suddenly in complete refusal of letting me go. She panted heavily, trembling and shaky. She was so willing and so ready to go, but I wanted her to remember our moment together as something more than me just climbing atop her and thrusting into her.
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Chapter 1 Stephen sighed as he watched the world go by. "I still don't see why we have to move," he told his wife as he turned to look at her. "Because honey, the company is opening a new store in Stepford and they asked me to run it," Emily replied, not taking her eyes off the road. "Besides, the offer was too good to turn down and the house came as part of the job," Emily continued. "I'd thought that you'd be proud of me," she added. "And I am. Really," Stephen added as his wife...
I had been working in the construction industry a week when the foreman called me to his office. As I made my way over I wondered what I could have done wrong. As it had gone clocking off time I was annoyed that the meeting would be eating in to my free time. 'Aah, come in.' he said as I stepped through the door. 'Have a seat.' His office was much neater than I thought it would be. As I looked around the room I noticed that there were no girlie pictures like I had seen plastered up everywhere...
GayMeeting at Bedford MillsI had often thought about my friend Simone in the years since we had been at school together. After I graduated, I had moved to New York to pursue my career and with a husband and children, I had lost touch with Simone, but I knew that she had married a rich man whom she had met at college, and that they lived in Greenwich, Connecticut, but they had no children. I had also heard from other former classmates who had met her, that she had a glamorous lifestyle, with...
Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry. Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
Mary Pilson knew that her ‘uncle’ Walter was grooming her. ‘Uncle’ was a silly term that Mary’s mother used to describe the men who moved into their home to take advantage. Mary had no time for her uncles; she saw them for what they were, parasites and users. Mary’s mother could hardly make ends meet working as an usherette at the local cinema. Her good looks, curvy body and long legs ensured that she was well tipped by the male customers but she also attracted the sharks. Mary mostly...
We’re cruising along a wide and quiet suburban street. Green lawns stretch back from the pavement to the nice semi-detached homes. There’s a slim woman walking a large dog along the side of the road, and we pan around to look at her as we pass – it’s no-one we know, but we kind of wish we did! Then we’re looking forward again – seeing an intersection infront of us ... Then pulling up, looking out of the side window right at a single story, flat-roofed building. A sign outside reads,...
September 1981, Milford, Ohio Friday was routine until lunchtime. Afternoon classes had been canceled for both Elyse and me because of the Labor Day weekend, so I drove back to the apartment instead of having lunch on campus. Elyse and I packed our overnight bags and waited for Kathy and Bethany, who arrived as planned, and we left Chicago just before 4:00pm. It was my goal to make the trip to Milford in just under five and a half hours, which I could do if we grabbed fast food on the way...
THE HUSBAND, THE WIFE AND THE SCHOOLBOYSPart OneLet me explain. My name is Justin. I am a healthylooking 40-year-old married guy and in quite good shape. Not film star shape but I can still pull acompliment or two. I was lucky to marry an extremelypretty, little women called Carrie. She is still 30and we have been married for 10 years so you haveprobably guessed that she was 20 when we married. Iwas lucky, O.K? She has certainly stayed in shape andher slim body pert little upturned breasts and...
It was the electronic chirp of a cellphone text message that first stirred Peggy Sanford from a state of excessive alcohol and strenuous sexual activity induced sleep to a state of semi-conscious awareness. The first thing she recognized was that she was not the only one lying in the bed. She felt the warm embrace of a delicate arm draped across her chest, a set of soft full breasts pressing up against her back, a smooth hairless pelvis nuzzled up against her buttocks and a tone fit leg...
Author’s Note: These stories are a continuation of member/author Walterio’s excellent 12 part series, Peggy Sanford a Worldly Woman and his extra story Peggy Sanford and the Secret Society. After I read his stories all I could think was ‘That was hot! I wish I was her.’ Walterio wrote these in response to member/author Peggy46’s invitation to anyone to continue or add to the stories that she wrote about herself and her wild sex life. I tried to fill in enough background information to make this...
“Thank you ... Zax”. A middle aged woman with a combed black hair and a bit of weight around her waist walked toward him with hands down and holding one another. “You shouldn’t, Mrs. Inoki “. Zax shook his head. The woman was the mother of his childhood friends, Weysey Inoki. Mrs. Inoki came to stand beside him, but her view was on the large group of children having the time of their life fighting the living snowmen. “Our home is at the periphery of us, newcomers’ huts. The hut next to us...
Through her wide open legs she watched the last drops of her morning piss cling to her silky blonde pussy-hair, then drop into the bowl. She stretched and yawned, willing her reluctant body awake. "Mike?" she called. "Yeah?" her husband answered, pushing the bathroom door open. "Well, aren't you a pretty sight?" he said. "Look, who's talking. You look as bad as I feel," she said with a smile. Her husband was naked except for a towel around his mid-section, his flaccid...
Sarah and I communicated well when she had time for conversation, often after her shift was over. She made it clear that she liked me as more than just a patient, and in addition to liking her, I found myself lusting for her constantly. It wasn't so bad in the mountains when there were no distractions, but to see it around me every day flamed my desire. She caught up with me while I was in physical therapy. After a couple of cheers, she said, "I got her cell phone. I'll see you...
Lamax system was only 61 lightyears distant to Faysummit system. Meaning the superfast Colt reached Faysummit only 136 minutes. Roy was getting more anxious by the moment. The closer he got the more he felt convinced that his mother was close and that she was in great peril. The Colt was brand-new and by law, it was his ship. The Phantasian who piloted the ride was an employee or more precise a contractor. Tanya was right, this passenger cabin was not big enough for Partner, but then this...
A local tailor had to come and alter her dresses every other day, particularly the form fitting Chinese cheongsam. She had to get new ones because only small alterations could be made. I believed she gave the old ones to some lucky servants for safe keeping until they hopefully could leave the Comfort House. They could not wear them here because my warriors would simply tear them apart since they just wanted them naked for penetration soon as they saw these beauties. Cherry had learned just...
This is a true story and happened recently. I am bi and enjoy sucking and being sucked by guys occasionally. But on the odd occasion I het so horny that I need fucking. A couple of weeks ago it was early evening and I found myself heading to a cruising spot where I have met guys before. I parked up in a layby. it was stil light, and it was quiet. Eventually a white van came slowly driving by, as he passed I flashed my indicators a few times. He pessed his break lights a few times and we had an...
Day 1 Thirsty Major Tonkatsu, my officer assistant, came into my office in occupied Shanghai. 'General Tanaka, our troops caught a local girl trying to steal food supplies. She is an orphan hiding in the French Catholic Church. Our officers did not behead her because she is very pretty, shapely and a virgin. So I sent her to the nearest Comfort House, ready for your enjoyment anytime.' 'Good news! I am really bored with the lack of progress in catching the underground spies. I will go...
Hello, my name is Charlotte. I know you won’t believe this and normally I wouldn’t admit to it, but I am Otis’ cock slave. There really isn’t any other way to put it. And the really strange part, the really, really strange part, is that I come from a straight-laced New England family and Otis is barely educated and was just a worker in one of my husband’s warehouses. This is a strange tale, one that I find hard to believe even though I am living it. I first met...
Today Sir Dick Dickens came to my Shanghai office to negotiate cooperation. He was a tall gentleman full of British pride, the empire where the sun never set. 'I visited London one winter. The grey, wet and cold weather was so miserable.' Miss Yamaha, in a revealing western style long dress, interpreted for me. 'Well you see, General Tanaka, I don't live in London, at least not when it's cold and wet. I've been working many many winters in warm weather, cleaning up the old opium...
Maple would orally serviced my balls and soft penis to full erection if Cherry was feeding from her large engorged breasts. Miss Yamaha would service my other sensitive zones such as earlobes, toes and sole since she knew my sensitivities best. I would perform my thrusting exercise with either Yuko or Maple since my thin bride's love channel was still very sore. While Yuko lusted for my thick manhood any which way, I usually penetrated Maple from behind because her sad expression from losing...
This week, we start the show with establishing shots of the most boring suburban estate you could ever hope to see. Lots of ‘nice’ double story semi-detached homes, each with their own little square of grass and concrete driveway out front, separated from the public footpath by low brick walls. We can see a chunky, out of breath looking man walking along the street toward us, perky, elegant and mean-looking Doberman by his side ... This week’s host – the love-him-or-hate-him Cockney geezer –...
Author’s note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recently I received an e-mail from Peggy Sanford who has written several stories for Literotica and if you have a Literotica log-in and...
Author’s note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recently I received an e-mail from Peggy Sanford who has written several stories for Literotica and you can see Peggy’s profile and photo under...
Businessman Is Forcibly Transformed Into A Sissy By Sissycuckold It was a warm summer's day when it all began; I was a successful 34 year old, businessman man, with a large house, flash car, and a beautiful wife. As it was a Sunday I was out for any early morning walk, having just finished making love to my 27 year old wife Lorna, when suddenly a large black car screeched to a halt just before me. In a flash 4 burly men jumped out and I was unceremoniously...
and shorts; his cock and balls swaying in front of him. Mary smiled, leaned forward again and nuzzled Carol's silky cunt-hair, flattening it out to the sides and exposing her sensuous pink slit to their view. Then she stuck her tongue up inside it. Carol groaned happily and bucked her hips. John was standing over them now, stroking his thick cock while he gazed dreamily down at his sister's inviting pussy. Pushing a finger back up inside Carol's dewy cunt, Mary explored its...
"My parents are celebrating their anniversary this weekend, and they're planning a family party. I'd like to take tomorrow off and fly down - if it's alright with you, of course." Lucy Parsons came around the desk and stood close to him. He caught a flash of tanned thigh as her skirt flap parted. "This must be a first. A new lawyer showing consideration for the firm." "Isn't that the way it's done?" "Not usually. Young lawyers are a fairly arrogant lot, and favors...
Throughout the day my thoughts kept coming back to last evening and my new local wife. I was keen to see her progress. Miss Yamaha greeted me warmly at the entrance of the Comfort House. 'General, you will again be comforted by your new local wife in peace. I have rescheduled those violent warriors to other Comfort Houses. Those coming in all received your order of loving tender comfort only. In fact I will schedule this Comfort House accordingly while your bride is here. The servants here...
Dr. Takuchi was a classmate in the military academy. He was responsible for security of the secret 731 laboratory research in northern China. Although this top secret unit was never publicized, as a Commander General, I knew they researched all kinds of biological warfare and tested on the locals. Dr. Takuchi told me when he visited Shanghai last, 'We are mating all kind of animals with local females. Obviously with horse, donkey, Siberian husky, wolf, ape, monkey and then some others we...
Hello Everyone This is pradeep back again with the continuation of my first submission(IT’s NOT JUST LOVE MAKING),And people who does not read my first story please I request you to read my previous submission which was the first part,so that you can have a great brief introduction of the my story which im gonna share you all. So to say about me,I am Pradeep (Name Changed),From (Vadapalani) Chennai.Iam 21 years old and i am living in a private home.I am 5.9 with athlete body and average in...
I was young for my post but I had been doing it as a deputy it for several years with the old sheriff's forester. My father was a baron but I was only a younger son so I was not going to inherit. I carried the heavy stag into kitchen and ignored the quiet that fell. I shifted it off my shoulder and onto the large butcher table, "I took this from a poacher Anna." She wiped her hands as she crossed the kitchen, "how long..." I snorted as headed into the Keep, "a half day." When I...