It has been a year today since my life changed drastically. I can remember that day with a vivid recollection that would scare most people. Even I was scared for the longest time, though it was a different kind of scared than most would recognize. I actually went through different levels of being scared. It was truly as if my world was flipped upside down that day.
It was spring and London was alive with the bustle of people enjoying the warmth of the day. I lived in a small street filled with
Lorraine Marie Burk checked her e-mail every day before going to bed; no one ever really mailed her anything personal. But she did use it for reminders of special TV programs she wanted to drop in on and other special dates of interest.
She was going through the inbox this particular day and spied a message with slut written in the subject field.
There was no address in the “from field,” Lorraine was immediately angry at the boldness of this prank. She was just about to delete it
I couldn’t decide whether it was love or lust at first sight. It couldn’t have been love because we were in high school, so it had to be lust because it was lust central at Murrell Dobbins high school. I sat in the middle of Math class with a bricked up dick in my pants—and it was all her damn fault. Who was her, y’all would ask? She was Candace ‘Big Booty’ Jefferson. Candace was one of the baddest chicks in school and the captain of the cheerleading squad.
Oh,
When he died she thought her world had come to an end. He was only 42,the same age as herself and he had battled with his illness bravely for the past 6 years. She had been the devoted wife, nursing him, caring for him, always there for him.
He had been her first real boyfriend. They had grown up together in a quiet country village, dated and then married and lived all their married life on his family farm.
Their lives were quiet and uncomplicated. Devoted to each other. Their courtship was
My husband, Jay, has submitted many stories to Literotica. I have read them and found them immensely exciting. We have known one another since just after high school and lived together for a few yeas, but as life happens he was drafted into the Army and we drifted apart. Twenty years later our paths crossed and as we were both single at the time we married. That was ten years ago.
His stories are always based on an actual happening and although I’ve had many fantasies and a few memories
Susan, known as Susie to all her friends, had just graduated from Junior College, and had her Associates Degree in Business. She was going to enjoy the summer off, before joining the working world. She had been thinking about making love to another girl for some time now. She had discussed it with her boyfriend, Paul. He, of course, was all for it, as long as he was included.
Even though Paul was only a couple of years older than Susie, he was experienced way beyond his years. Susie loved that
After we became empty nesters, my wife Jan and I experienced some wild, fun, and stimulating sex between ourselves and with others including fellow workers, a bi male, a student, Jan’s girl friend, the UPS guy, my audiologist, interracial, a she male, sister, and niece. We have pretty much done it all.
One night Jan and I were having a great oral time. Her pussy never tasted better as my tongue found those secret folds, clitoris, her sex fluids and that hot luscious sex hole. Her female
My name is Keith and this is a true story that happened to me last winter. I’m 20 and this was a few weeks before my birthday while I was visiting my parents during the holiday break in December. It was three days after Christmas and my father had just left for a month overseas which left me and mom and my 18 year-old sister Teri. I was out catching up with friends (actually, I was trying to fuck my ex because I hadn’t been laid in 4 months and I was horny as hell).
After a few futile hours it
Bob has always liked a little backdoor action. Only, a lot of women don’t like it like that. Unfortunately, my co-worker, his wife turned out to be one of those that didn’t. In every other way Cathy is a great piece of ass; but when it comes to ‘ass,’ well they tried it always at his suggestion a couple of times, and it just didn’t turn her on.
For a long time Bob just ignored his urgings for butt booty, and Cathy kept him quite content with other exotic sex. Yet
Her name was Yolanda.
Every night he sat in the little piano bar and listened to her play. Every night on his way out he dropped a twenty into the small basket on the piano.
Her shoulder length hair was as black as India ink. Her eyes were deep emerald green set in an oval face that looked like it had never seen the sun.
This night when he walked toward her she looked into his eyes and said without a smile, “would you join me for a drink?”
“Of course,” he replied
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