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Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 AUTHOR’S NOTE: “A Fantasy of Susan” is the first in a trilogy of stories as related to me by my wife Marie. Be on the lookout for the 2nd installment “Erica’s Real Bridal Shower”, coming soon. WARNING: If you are offended by group sex, lesbianism, marital infidelity, or incest then this series is not for you. The moist paradise created by Anya’s suckling of my ear had me growing increasingly wet in other places as well. Judging by the warmth of her crotch on my legs and the stiffness of her nipples through the sheet between us, I could only guess she was equally as turned on. My hands slid up and down her arms, often slipping to touch her sides and then getting lost in the tangle of her hair. My only “words” were a series…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Since my return to Exeter I have been trying out some of my old haunts trying to find my new way in the world, one thing I have realised is that I am older and the life I once led is no longer an option. My mind turned to the women I have been friends with over the years my first port of call was Lynda. She had been in an abusive marriage when I first met her and that relationship was in part why we split up, she looked great when we met up and to be honest I wanted to bed her on the spot but we had drinks and a meal but our relationship was over and she pointed out to me that although she was fond of me she was in a stable…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 “I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus…” These familiar holiday lyrics, sung by a Caribbean reggae singer, sounded so amazing that I couldn’t imagine listening to anything else at that moment. I decided to take a break from mingling and take it all in. High above myself and the other holiday partygoers, the atrium ceiling lit up with the shine of hundreds of tiny white bulbs, holiday lights shining like stars. The stage was decorated with green garlands, framing the musicians under the spotlight with their eyes lost in the harmony they created. The steel drums, the acoustic guitar, the maracas, the sweat beading up on their temples… it was all so exotic, providing the perfect warm escape from the cold snow and brisk winds that blew just outside. And an escape was just what I needed. Maybe…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 *Author’s Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor, and no, I do not want an editor. Yes, there’s too many people keep track of, yes it jumps around too much, yes it’s too long, yes it’s too short, yes it’s in the wrong category, yes this is stupid shit and yes I suck. For those of you that have not hit the backspace key, I hope you enjoy this flash story. *.*.* Tara Gao stood outside of the Super One Foods grocery store. It was nearly nine o’clock, closing time for the grocery store, and she’d still been unable to get anyone to buy her some gin. She had three joints in her purse; she’d given Terrence Brown a blow job…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 -2- Sami walked the campus alone, the day after arriving, to get the lay of the land, to find her classroom buildings, student center, etc. She grabbed a bite at the student center and seeing an ad in the Campus Newspaper for wait-staff, Sami went in search of a job. The Grille was a campus hangout just across the street from the campus, but it was also an oft-frequented spot by the locals of New Orleans. Sami liked the décor and the ‘feel’ of the place and strived to impress during her interview. It worked; she was hired and though she didn’t know it then, The Grille would be a place of steady employment for the next four years. Walking back to her room, when she opened the door, her senses was assaulted by an abundance of…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Authors Note: I’m going to try my best to make these a bit longer. However, my schedule doesn’t really allow for me to write for as long as I would like to! I typically only have 3 or 4 hours to get a story penned, and I’m not a fan of leaving something half finished. Anyway, this story is trying some new things out, trying really hard to develop the characters more. That means this chapter is going to be a lot of build up. If that’s not your thing, I understand completely, but I hope you enjoy! Warnings: lesbian sex, casual nudity, experimentation ***** I knew I wanted to try some new things this year. I was tired of being the same person I had been since I was in elementary school. The cliche of the…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 This story actually has two different versions, a gay version between two men and a lesbian version between two women. Since there are categories for each, I thought I would write a version for each. This is the lesbian version. Andrea gagged as Vicki pushed her pussy against her face. “Suck me if you want to breathe.” Vicki said above her as she mashed her pussy against Andrea’s struggling face. Andrea had been sent to this prison after being sentenced to 5 years for killing her abusive husband. When he had hit her the last time, she had slammed a knife into his chest, right through his heart. Andrea had married Mark Sinclair when she was 18, now 10 years later she is being smothered by another woman who wants her to suck on her. Not exactly…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 LILITH VISITS VILLA AZTECA By Aleq de Satyr Prologue Lilith Medea is a 60-year-old Jewish freelance journalist, a writer, and a radical Feminist-Socialist activist. A few months ago, I had the privilege of reviewing and editing Lilith’s big, new novel titled “Lost and Found” and other esoteric writings. The novel is a white-hot fury, sprawling, and profane picaresque slutty older woman’s juicy journey of dreams, nightmares, and fantasies thru “madness”… The language is explicit and flowery and full of wry Jewish humor, simply stunning. Sixty years for her is not really old. “I have the cunt of a 30 year old’s tight, elastic and buoyant and the libido of a 20 year old’s” she claims…She has always been on the go, very fit and highly spirited. Lilith Medea is her pseudonym. We have been very intimate friends…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Chapter 1 – Bad Behavior It began on a hot day in August. Buddy had sold his business back in February and Sheila had had enough. For six months she had put up with his lazy-assed, fucked-up, king-of-the-hill attitude. It wasn’t just that she wasn’t used his always being underfoot. It’s true that there had never been more than a few waking hours a week when he wasn’t at work; all the years they had kids at home, it was rare if he made it home for dinner more than a couple times a week. No, it wasn’t just that. She felt like she was shackled to a stranger. This was no longer the dynamic young man who had charmed her with his ability to take on any challenge with so much positive energy. The only kind…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Prologue This is a true story that dates back to summer of 1993. I have often thought about whether I should commit it to paper as it is something that I have kept secret for over 20 years. Recent events have highlighted that I need to tell this story to someone and Literotica seems the perfect place for it to be told It’s not criminal in nature or anything like that, but it does tell the story of my sexual encounters with a middle-aged woman who but for another chain of events could have ended up being my mother in law. There are no themes to this story, no bondage, no control etc. Just attraction and sex between two adults. To this day my girlfriend of the time and this woman’s youngest daughter doesn’t know anything of…