Monday, June 18, 2012

A Birthday Celebration (Chapter 3)

I had called about noon on Saturday to break the date I had for that night. Jameymom encouraged me to keep it, telling me that I did not have to stop seeing girls as I had been doing. She continued that she just wanted me to be very careful, as she knew I was, before having sex with any of them. I did not want to quit our playing I informed her; that when I got tired of her, then I would start thinking about looking for someone else, but that may be a hundred years in the future. That must have been a good thing for me to say for she climbed my bones like a wild woman. Her pussy attacked my dick. It bite, it swallowed, it squeezed, it tried to drown me in juices, but I did not try very hard to get away.

A Birthday Celebration (Chapter 2)

Leaning forward to kiss me, running her tongue around the inside of my mouth, she crawled onto the bed and tugged me up beside her. I moved a hand down to her pussy, feeling, stroking the lips. She began to instruct me, telling me to slow down and take my time, not to get in a hurry, that we had all night. Easing a finger between the lips, it began swimming in her slickness as it entered her love tunnel. First one, then two fingers were entering and leaving, twisting and turning, as I spread the slickness over her cuntal mound. Her hips began moving, trying to follow and recapture the fingers as they withdrew. I could feel the suction and the grip of the internal muscles as my fingers would leave. As I played with her pussy, touching the little button at the top, she was sighing and moaning that it felt good, sooo gooood.

A Birthday Celebration (Chapter 1)

Janey was born fifteen minutes after Jenny. The dads met while looking in the nursery window and discovered they only lived two blocks apart. Although Jenny's parents were much older than Janey's, a friendship that developed from the shared experience carried over to the little girls. They became best friends and were inseparable. They started to school together, shared everything, and began dating at the same time. They dressed alike and always wore their dark hair in the same style. Janey's eyes are a little bluer; Jenny's are a little more gray. Often being taken for sisters, even twins, caused little girl giggles.

A Birthday Blow for Daddy

I gave up on birthday parties after my thirtieth, but my wife Joan and my daughter Karen insisted on celebrating my thirty-eighth with cake and ice cream. I blew out the candles with one long puff and then Joan carved out three wedges. After we finished off our sugary treat, my pretty wife wished me a happy birthday and handed me a gift-wrapped package. She had thoughtfully bought me a best-selling book that I had been planning to read.

A bike ride with mom (Chapter 2)

I couldn't stand anymore and knelt down to kiss her. Her lips were full of saliva and sperm as she kissed me passionately on the bathroom floor. Sucking my cock had made her hot and I could tell she needed some release.

A Bike Ride with my mom (Chapter 1)

When I went off the college, my parents both went through a sort-of mid-life crisis. I was the youngest of three kids so when they found themselves with an empty house, it invigorated them and they both found new activities to go along with their busy jobs. My sisters and I often commented on how they were both more fit and seemed happy all the time.

A Big Help for Mom


When you see mom and me together, you know we're related. You may not be sure if we're mother and son or sister and brother but you would bet that we have the same blood running through us. The resemblance is striking enough so that you may even turn your head if you pass us on the street.

A Big Deal

I had been having some trouble with my computer at home and a friend from work offered to come home with me to see if he could straighten it out or at least tell me what was really wrong with it. Tony is a good guy like that, always willing to help out if he can. He is also a very big black man and, though I didn't know it, I was about to find out just how big he really is.

DADDY AND HIS DAUGHTER MEGAN

DADDY AND HIS DAUGHTER MEGAN


Megan was 12 when John and his wife Had split up.  He had moved

out of state, and even though he had really wanted to see Megan
and he had visitation rights, there was just not enough money for
a ticket.  That wasn't a problem anymore, though, because his
work had finally paid off.  He had a beach front house at Malibu,
a brand new 944 in the garage and, most of all, had sent Megan
a first-class round trip ticket to come see him for three weeks
over the summer break.

Cousins (Chapter 1)


                                       Chapter I

         Laurie and I were first cousins and next-door neighbors.  We
         were both fifteen, though I was six months older, and were in
         the same grade in school.  We were both only children, and
         not having brothers or sisters, we had grown up close to each
         other, almost like brother and sister.  If asked, we would
         both characterize the other as best friend.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

A Beloved Mom (Chapter 2)

Mom heard the announcements on TV, and Jill heard her say, "Oh shit, not again," and pour herself a drink. Jill walked in and sat down next to her. "That's a bummer, Mom." Jill snuggled up. "But I love you just the same." Mom brightened a little. Neither my sister or I said such things very often.

A Beloved Mom

"What'ya reading? said my sister.

"The Flowers of Evil,"

"Your Lit 202, I suppose. Read me a little"

"Not exactly assigned, however." I read:

Close swarming, like a million writhing worms,
A demon nation riots in our brains.

Birthday Party


******This happened during a party with one of my acquaintances. I came at the party bringing a bottle of white wine as a gift to the Birthday celebrant. The occasion was not a big party at all. It was just some sort of a get together between the celebrant and his friends. I was there 'coz I need to accompany my close friend. It was like attending the party of a friend of a friend. You get it? Well, the food was great, the music was cool and the people... (my goodness!) were goodlooking! Most of them were commercial models and have their pictures taken for magazines. My friend was a model kase. Anyways, my eye was particularly struck with this guy. His name is Pancho. I really like guys who are chinito, fair skinned, tall and well-built... (everywhere!) 

The Father

THE FATHER


    The furnace had gone out, so it was me, my wife, and my 15
year old daughter all stuffed into one big bed.  There was an
incredible storm outside, and even though my daughter was nearly
16, she still asked to sleep in between my wife and I.

FOUR ON BED (Chapter 2)

FOUR ON BED

Chapter 2

   My Daddy, like always, was dressed in his big boxer shorts so he was
okay sitting around waiting for the rest of us to finish bathing and
dressing. I didn't know that I was going to be sleeping in the same room
as everybody else so I just had my regular briefs to wear.

FOUR ON BED (Chapter 1)

FOUR ON BED

Chapter 1
 
   I come from a normal family. At least, I think we're pretty normal
anyway. I know some people might disagree, and that's okay. We're poorer
than most. Even poorer than most in the little pissant town in Georgia
where we live. But, we love each other, and we get along, and we look out
for each other, and I think that ought to count for a lot. That all really
doesn't have much to do with my story, but I felt like I had to say it up
front. Now, I'd like to tell you about our vacation this past summer and
what happened on it.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

A beautiful thing


All day at work, Eric's mom tried to banish images of her son's p*n*s from her mind. The more she fought it, the more clearly she could see his long, hard shaft with the shiny purple mushroom tip and the tight balls perfectly in place. After breakfast, she had gone into the bathroom without knocking and seen Eric jerking off in the shower stall. "Mom!" he shouted, but it was too late; she had already seen him. All of him.

A beautiful Love Story


Mark found himself walking down the streets of his hometown, wondering if he should contact his sister Emily. They hadn't seen each other or been in contact for about 11 years because of a family quarrel, which had divided their loyalties.

Monday, June 11, 2012

A Bad Day Gets Better

What a day! I get to wake up to a corrupted file system, a crashed computer, no OEM for my OS CD to restore, a lost report, and a longing for sexual relief. However, I didn't know that it would eventually turn out better.

It all started when I when I woke up this morning. I had been doing some rather important schoolwork on my computer and grew tired, so I saved and let the program run all night. And when I woke up, my computer was frozen and refused to boot into Windows 98. I tried to salvage the information through another OS on a separate partition, but to no success.

Disciplining Young Ladies (part 2)


My wife had gone to Europe for three weeks and my Very Hot 23 year old neice from So.Cal. has been staying with us and having her fill of cock form both Arizona and a numberof visiters from California.  I have her sleeping (ha ha) in our guest room which I hadinstalled with a close circuit camera system a few months ago.Over the past 2 weeks shehas fucked and sucked at least 5 different guys from 2 states. Then the events of the pastweekend occured and I just had to write.

Disciplining young ladies

This story concerns a return of Mr. Peters and the disciplining of young ladies, upon the request of a number of readers, classified within the section for reluctance and submission. If you don't like stories involving spanking and humiliation then please don't read this. My thanks to a Literotica member, for alerting me to the story, "The New Boy," written by Married Guy, from whom I got the idea of the final spanking position. And, most importantly, my thanks to StoryPal for his considerable help in editing! Please note, everyone in this story is at least eighteen years old.

Babysitting Niece


My wife had gone to Europe for three weeks and my Very Hot 23 year old neice from So.Cal. has been staying with us and having her fill of cock form both Arizona and a number

of visiters from California.  I have her sleeping (ha ha) in our guest room which I had
installed with a close circuit camera system a few months ago.Over the past 2 weeks she
has fucked and sucked at least 5 different guys from 2 states. Then the events of the past
weekend occured and I just had to write.

In my sister's hand


In my Sister's hand
Great! Dad has only been gone a week and that means I have eleven weeks to go being dominated by my older sister, Jennifer. You see, dad is a ships captain in the Merchant Marines and he can be gone anywhere from three to six months at a time. When he goes away like this, since I'm only sixteen, he feels that I need someone to be at home with me. I'm too young to be left alone and expected to fend for myself, according to him. Yeah, right! Usually he has the neighbor lady look in on me and kind of supervise my activities and make sure that I'm eating right and not running wild. Well, this time, since Jennifer was currently unemployed, he decided that she could come home and look after me and he would give her a little something for her time. Jen, who is twenty, went out on her own when she was eighteen and had been doing pretty good when the company she worked for suddenly went out of business. That, of course, left her free to take on the responsibility of taking care of me. B.F.D.! For those of you who are totally uninformed, that stands for Big Fucking Deal!

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Becky Takes a lover


I'm 31 and Becky is 24. She likes to dress very provocatively, rarely wearing a bra, and giving all the
men who see her a big thrill. Her breasts are just
right, not so big they sag but more than enough to play
with. Her braless thick nipples are always saying look
at us. She has a slim waist with nice rounded hips, her
long sexy legs complete a package that says come f*ck
me.

Dee gets pregnant


Let me first tell you a few things about my wife, Dee. Dee and I have had a happy six years of marriage, our sex life was great or at least so I thought. Dee is 26 yrs old and I am 28. I am the manager for a local restaurant and Dee works the late shift as a manager of a warehouse downtown. Dee has blonde hair, she is 5' 7", weighs 110 lbs. and has c cup breasts. She has an *ss to die for and no matter where she goes she is always turning heads.

First Time Cuckold


I am a 35 year old guy, married now for 6 years to Chloe. Chloe is a gorgeous brunette with a slim, toned figure which attracts admiring looks from other men whenever she is out and about. While I feel lucky to be married to such a stunner, I used to get quite jealous when Chloe would tell me how she'd been chatted up while at work or when out in town at nights but I trusted her and knew that she wouldn't do anything behind my back. 

My Wife's lovers

I had told my wife of my panty fetish long before our marriage. I explained that I was heterosexual, but had worn panties most of my life. I'm normally very masculine, but when I was very young, my mother had dressed me in panties. I find them soft and very sexy, a daring secret I enjoy. My favorites were the silky feminine styles, usually soft pinks and lace. She hesitated and I feared I'd lost her. Then, she asked me what my favorite fantasy was and I quietly told her it was to be forced to show my panties in public. Not really humiliated, but maybe asked to model my panties or maybe walk some trails in a distant park. She smiled. To my relief she lovingly accepted my fetish and arrived on her next visit with a gift of several pair of high-cut panties. They were beautiful and she daringly displayed the pair she was wearing, then asked me to wear the matching pair. My fears were erased and my cock grew harder, I slipped the bright pink panties on and she rubbed her pussy against my hard cock, teasing us. "Later..." she promised. 

Phone Sex


The telephone rang for a long time before it was answered. And when Suzy spoke she sounded breathless.
"heh...Hello?" she said. Her voice seemed like a sexual moan. "Suzy? Is that you?" Jake asked. It was, but she sounded strange. As she told to hang on she kept panting as though she couldn't catch her breath. The sound of her gasping was arousing and Jake's cock harden in response. Jake heard her try to place the phone on the nightstand, but Jake figured she must have knocked it from the nightstand beside the bed because Jake could still hear her. Then she moaned the way she does when a cock first enters her cunt, and Jake knew what was going on.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

The Big Bang


The crowd gathered around my naked wife. She was extremely exhausted after masturbating in front an audience of forty-seven men, many of which were total strangers to us. The huge black dildo, dripping with her aromatic white foam, attested to her many pleasurable orgasms. 

Cheating Dp

My beautiful wife Sharon and I have been happily married for two years. Wherever we go, my sexy wife draws admiring glances like a magnet attracts nails. I often fantasized about watching her with other men, but she seemed so straight-laced that I was sure she would never go for it and kept my fantasies to myself. Or perhaps I was afraid that I would become jealous. I'm not sure which it was. She is a wildcat in bed, never giving me anything to complain about, so I was quite content with the status quo.

Caught in action


Bloody planes! I'd been away on a three-day business trip. No fun, no action, and three days away from my wife. Not good. I always missed cuddling up to her long legs and incredible *ss. She never wore anything to bed either. Just that smile and the glint in those cock-sucking eyes that tell me when she's in the mood.

Bro and Sis

Muthu and I were friends for quite some time in the college. One day while I was browsing the book case of Muthu, I found that he had hidden some magazines in a hard-to-reach interior portion. I found that these magazines were on sex, mostly narrations on various taboos. When Muthu, who had briefly stepped out of his room, returned and found me reading his collection, he became very embarrassed. Since I had prior exposure to such works, I assured him that he was not doing something out of the ordinary and that I have read such books in the past.

Teacher Seduced




Amy Carter was the new English teacher at Piedmont High. She was very young and very attractive. She was the hottest teacher in school. All of the guys would drool after her. Rumors swirled around the school that she was screwing every guy there from the principal to all of the football team. Eve though those rumors were untrue, Amy loved the attention. Valentine’s Day started an eventful experience for Ms. Carter.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

My Fault

I guess the first time was more or less my fault. We'd been at a party, and we both had a few too many, but I insisted on driving anyway. Worse, I had taken a joint with me for later use—it had, after all, been years since I'd gotten stoned, and I realized that I missed it.


A night of pleasure

The following is a true account of how my girlfriend and I lost our virginities. For her sake I have changed both our names. I've done my best to describe how she felt and put across what she may have been thinking at the time, but as I am not her this was not done easily, and perhaps not brilliantly-you be the judge! Enjoy!

The Royal Snob


We turned and began heading towards the east. Our destination was Europe. Thomas made the point of skirting the coast of Florida. Just to make sure we realized that there was no United States. We looked across the deck at where Miami should have been. I had been there many times. The coastline was easy to recognize. There was absolutely nothing there. Amber and I simply laughed. Who would have guessed a pleasure cruise would end up like this.

Powerless

My name is Geeney pronounced like Glee without the L. Don't ask me what kind of name it is, my parents were on massive drugs when they filled out my birth certificate and were quickly hauled off to prison. I was twelve by the time I met my parents for the first time and they were everything I expected them to be: useless. But at least after all of the foster homes I'd bounced from while my parents were recovering from their addictions in prison, I finally found a family that wouldn't abandon me when things got rough.

With Style


I am a thirty-five year old male and I have been going to this particular hair salon in my town to get a haircut and shampoo for the last five years. My stylist's name is Alicia and all the time I have known her she has been married with one child. Alicia is about thirty years old and looks great. Judging by the clothes she wears, she has a medium build with dark brown hair about mid-torso length. She has blue eyes, a straight nose, and ruby red lips. Her eyebrows are pencil-line brown and I guess her weight to be around 140. She usually wore conservative clothing so I never really got much but a tiny glimpse of her breasts, but I guessed they were medium size.

Jane's first time


Jane looked up and smiled, even though she was terrified. He reached out and held her hand, pulling her up from the couch. Jane stumbled a little bit, she was always a bit clumsy. They walked through the cream carpeted living room and up the wooden stairs to the guest bedroom. 

Monday, June 4, 2012

Caught in the act

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Clara (last part)

I AWOKE the next day and felt more refreshed than I had in ages. I glanced at the bedside clock. Holy Moley, I had slept fifteen hours straight!

Clara (part 6 )

erotic storiesI WOKE UP, but I couldn't remember going to sleep. I had slept in my clothes, that much was evident, and now felt that well-known icky feeling all over me, especially in my feet, which seemed to be way to big now for the shoes I hadn't removed. With my eyes refusing to open for fear light might enter and immediately blind me for life, I pondered my caged feet, and this icky phenomena.

Clara (part 5)

THE NEXT EVENING, with both of us home from work, we had an argument. A real fucking doozy of an argument. And it was my fault it had escalated from a mild disagreement to an all out battle royal.

Clara (part 4)

THE NEXT EVENING, with both of us home from work, we had an argument. A real fucking doozy of an argument. And it was my fault it had escalated from a mild disagreement to an all out battle royal.

Clara (part 3)

WE SET IT UP, with comparative ease. We told Nick I was going out of town for an evening, a Tuesday evening. But I'd only be gone between the hours of 8:00 p.m. and 11:00 p.m. I didn't want him spending the night, and even though he did have a wife who just might object to that, Nick just might throw his normal caution to the wind, given this rare opportunity.


Clara (part 2)

I DON'T KNOW WHY I didn't confront Clara about it, that very evening, but I didn't. I suspected there was something in me that appreciated that new, hard erection I had experienced in the hotel Ramada's fourteenth floor hallway. I admitted to myself that it had turned me on, a lot, her being with our friend Nick. And I wanted in on it!


Clara (part 1)

Clara had no idea I knew about her and Nick, a married friend of ours. No idea at all. And no idea of how my original suspicions had grown to the degree to where I had to make sure of her fidelity. For, after seven years of being live-together lovers, I was very close to asking her to marry me. Thus, I had to be sure.

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Karen forever


Karen is so sexy. On a scale of 1 to 10, she is a 10. She is perfect in every way. Just check out her picture on my profile. Over the years I have shared Karen with several men. Some old, some young. But each time I have shared her it was out of love for Karen. There is nothing in this world that I would not do for Karen.

Erotic with Catherine (part 5)



"Yeah but it probably is me," Len suggested thoughtfully. " Remember we were having sex without any protection for years and you didn't fall pregnant until those other guys were with you. And Matty's obviously not mine -- as we both know."


Erotic with Catherine (part 4)


"And what's that?" Len asked, kissing her hair.
"I'd like to actually sleep with you both... in bed together for the whole night."
"What? Not with any bi stuff!"


Erotic with Catherine (part 3)



"Well, I guess we could," Len agreed. "We could just drop off the planet for a few days I suppose... To hell with work huh!"

Catherine snuggled up. "I would really make it worth your while if you don't tell the firm where we are and if you leave that phone turned off."

Erotic with Catherin (part 2)


Erotic with Catherine (part 2)
"Where are we?" she asked sleepily. "Was I out for long?"
"A couple of hours... I think we should start looking for a motel for the night. What do you think?"

Erotic with Catherine

Erotic with Catherine 
"Well, what does it matter if they turn up at the same hotel, sweetheart? It's not even definite, and at worst it would be one evening over dinner."
"But you promised..." Catherine sulked. "You said it would be just us and you weren't even going to carry a cell phone."


Erotic Massage

Erotic MassageI live in a pretty small community and have often looked for good massages in my area. For several months now, I have seen an ad on Craigslist by a local guy who specializes in full body massages of women. The first time I saw the ad, I clicked on it to see if it would be a good gift for my wife. I found out that he specialized in a special massage of the woman’s vaginal area. It stated that the goal of the massage was not to orgasm, but it typically happened that way. Just a few days ago, I saw that ad again and this time


Friday, June 1, 2012

Diary of my wife


Erotic StoriesPart I
Dear Diary,
Hello!
My day was very hectic, sobrang dami ng work ko kanina! Nakakapagod, nakakabagot!. Anyways, gusto kong mag-unwind, I feel horny, I feel hot! I feel like confessing to you!


Sara's Secret

Erotic Stories

Sara's Secret

Tales of losing virginity and pounding anal sex. - By SaraWhen I was 13, a new boy started at my school.  He was brown-skinned with long dark hair and the most beautiful blue eyes I'd ever seen.  Someone told me he was Puerto Rican-Irish.  I fell in love with him.  He was soooo cool, carrying his skateboard around school with his hair hanging in his eyes.  He entered my circle of friends and I never could be around him without butterflies in my stomach.  A friend of a friend of a friend told me he wanted my number.  I gave it to him, and my life changed forever.