I suppose it had something to do with the fact that I am a cop, but somehow every woman I met seemed to think I was into bondage. It must be the cuffs, the uniform, and the billy club. I guess they all scream, "He's kinky. He loves bondage." Well, in my case, though not all cops are into it, they would be right. My current lady love is another cop. She is actually my partner on the job as well as off and let me tell you I am one lucky man. Samantha, "Sammie," is the perfect partner. The perfect by the book partner is definitely not how I would describe her. Quite frankly she has gone before the review board a few times for excessive force charges, but, Hell, if someone is watching my back I don't want some completely p.c. asshole to be the ... Read More»

A day i wouldnt forget was when i went to a party with a few guy friends of mine. Most the time i hung out with guys rather that girls because i was a sex freak and im not afraid to admit itor back it up. I am a sexy slimblonde with a cute ass and anice set of tits. This night i knew their was going to be plenty of guys there so i made sure i looked my best with with a short pink skirt that made my ass hang out big time. Infact when i first arrived to the party I already noticed all the instant attention to my ass. I had a boyfriend at the time but he was out of town probably fucking god knows who because hes a sex freak just like i am. As the night went on after a few drinks there was like three guys basicly smothering me on the living room couch just talking to ... Read More»

"Monica Barnes smoothed her skirt before entering the office of her boss, Cord Drake, the CEO of the company his father had founded thirty eight years ago! Like every other morning for the past two years, she brought along his coffee, her memo pad, and of course his copy of the morning paper! "Good morning, Mr. Drake," she said in an upbeat voice, "anything special on the agenda for today!?!" Cord Drake took the coffee from her out stretched hand and replied, "Nothing on the horizon, Monica, but I am expecting a call from our man in Tokyo, so put it straight through when it comes in, okay!?!" "Certainly, Mr. Drake," she replied, "and if there isn't anything else, I have those letters from last evening to get out, so if you'll excuse me!!!" Cord watched as the ... Read More»

The other day, I was walking around downtown Ottawa, province of Ontario, and out of pure impulse I bought a sex toy. A shiny black strap-on dildo. When I brought it home, I honestly didn't know that my boyfriend would react the way he did. My boyfriend Omar Mourad is a big and tall guy of mixed Arabian and African descent, born to a Lebanese father and Sudanese mother. We met at Algonquin College a year and a half ago, and have been inseparable ever since. I'm really into black men and brown guys, and I have always found them a lot more appealing than Caucasian men. Before I met Omar, I dated a Palestinian guy named Mohammed Baab, and while things didn't work out between us, I continued to be fascinated by guys from the continent of Africa and the myriad nations ... Read More»

Her foot sailed straight out in front of her leaping body. Forward she flew in the air stiffened for the blow. The chest was touched of her opponent, with her legs bending push she went up and he went down. The man rolled for several turns as she landed in a tucked in roll. While he scrambled up, Little Dragon, was already there, "Yee-ya," with a reverse round kick, her body in the air. Spinning her leg fully out with speed and thrust. "Whack." He went to the mat, in that single blow. She took stance and held fists out. The man pointed out on that upper body kick. His fist hammered the mat angered at himself. She barely hit him but the point was there. The flags were all raised for her side. "Point for, Little Dragon." The ... Read More»

I was at this music festival, which my friend and i snuck into. When the music finished my friend and i went walking around the campsites to see what was going on? We found a nice spot under a tree and started drinking and then a group of people walked over and started talking to us, they were drunk. I noticed a pretty girl that was quite friendly. We talked and I played my guitar, it started to rain and we headed back to their 10-man tent. The others went to sleep in separate compartments but we decided to stay up and chat. As her friends and mine went to sleep, we were alone and continued to drink and talk. She said her feet were cold and i suggested warming them with my hands, so she placed her feet on my groin and i started to rub and massage them. We ... Read More»

i glare at Him a bit because the only man i have ever begged for anything from was my Master. Now this Lord who i didn't know expected to simply take over being my Master. Worse yet He was making me beg. i growled at the thoughts in my head, but what i really wanted and needed right now was release. His cock in me had me on set my body on fire. i knew that it was consuming me and i desired end result. i wet my lips and tried to find my voice. i was not sure of what i would say but i was going to go with the respect and decorum i have been trained to give. A part of me was curious about this Lord, but if i was to make it back to my Master i was going to have to play along for now. "Please M'Lord let me cum for You. Allow this humble beast to show You ... Read More»

The crime rate was pretty low in our part of Adelaide. My company's head office occupied two professionally restored Edwardian brick houses, set back from a busy six lane road and sitting next to each other in an old garden. In spite of our central location the two buildings were an oasis of quiet. The modern glass extension at the rear of the main building, which housed the administration offices and the boardroom, gave me a spacious office overlooking the back garden. The garden was small but always immaculate, with a perfect half circle of lawn, some climbers over the big corrugated iron storage shed beyond it and a leaning old fig tree hanging over a well-placed wooden bench. Not bad, I thought, looking up from my computer screen and sighting the ... Read More»

"My name is, Kandie, I'm a writer here on Literotica. I do it for the joy of writing, plus the fact it makes people feel good and by feel good I mean masturbate. I had just posted a story about phone sex. Another writer named Michael; left me a comment. "Great phone call, I love jerking off when I don't have the real thing. I wish she'd call me." I always read my comments and reply to them, this one is not an exception. I messaged him and said, "I cannot call you if I don't have your number." He gave it to me probably thinking I'd never call. To his surprise I did the following morning, "Are yah having fun yet," I cooed into the receiver. Thus began a friendship with lead to the co-writing of this story." "Did you ever have a dream that was so real ... Read More»

This is a true story. It was a typical night in Pattaya Thailand and I'm still recovering from the 25 hour flight from Tennessee to Bangkok that I flew just days before. After a few days in BKK, I arrange for a hotel car to me to Pattaya, a seedy explosion of lights, blaring music and drunken excitement, street venders and more nationalities than I can shake a stick at. I can't help but be reminded of the town in the sci-fi channel’s Defiance series, a wild west type town full of space aliens, freaks and mutants. Here there are Chinese, Japanese, Swiss, East Indian, Brit ex-pats and a shit-load of Russian tourists. That is, average looking Russian dudes and the most drop-dead gorgeous Russian pussy you've ever seen in your life. (They're on a cheap vacation, so ... Read More»

Jia Needs A Job It had been over a month since I had been fired from that miserable laundry. The old man had moved me around from one job to another, it was no wonder I couldn’t make sense of any of them. Finally, when he had me working all by myself at night, the buzzard caught me masturbating on a pile of dirty laundry. People from the old country just don’t understand that a girl has needs that sometimes have to be dealt with. Besides, judging from the cum stain on his trousers, I suspect he was playing right along with me in the dark but, yeah, I get fired. Real fair, right? Who knew finding a job would be so tough? I’m young and healthy with a shapely body and a pretty face. My long, black hair is straight and clean. How come all these freaks and losers ... Read More»

Alone. I was off for the day, my wife was at work, and I had the house to myself and was going to be able to indulge in one of my favorite fetishes. My cock was already getting hard as I went into our bedroom and stood in front of her dresser. Opening the drawer, I selected the silky black thong she'd bought a few months prior. It had quickly become my favorite. Taking off my shorts and shirt, I eased the soft panties up my legs and over my now rock hard penis. The sensation was incredible, the way they clung to my cock and balls. I reached down and caressed my erection through them. As much as I wanted to grasp my cock and masturbate until I shot off in them, I refrained. I had the entire day to myself. I could take my time with her panties. Something I ... Read More»

first off i would like to thank cindy for her great writing skills! also check out my profile i am looking for sub couples and single women to produce my babies and live with the king!! We were a newly married couple, I was 20 and my pretty little wife Helen was only 18. She had been listening to older women chatting at the hairdressers about wife swapping and had been turned on by it. She eagerly told me all the gory details that she had heard and seeing that I was turned on as well, asked me if we should try it. Well the thought of being able to get my hands on lot?s of other women seamed a great idea. I hadn?t really thought about how I would feel seeing Helen with another man but my lust was up and all I could think of was all the fucking that I could be ... Read More»

Tonight's story begins, on the surface, as any routine night in middle America. We have both had a hard day at the office, so we meet at our local burger joint on the way home so neither of us has to cook. Today Samantha gave a presentation to the vice president of marketing so she wore a dark wool suit, the skirt just above her knees. Her silk blouse, burgundy and gray, was high-necked with a bow at the throat. My wife always looks stunning, but this evening she had an extra air of confidence about her, that aura that adds beauty without physical cause. The restaurant, a small place with only three booths and four tables, caters to the working man, generally the construction trade. Her entrance into the restaurant, striding in on red heels, drew plenty of ... Read More»

She was ravishing in her newfound freedom as she walked the corridors of Delhi airport to proceed for security check and customs. Within minutes she was cleared through the green channel by the surprisingly very helpful young custom officer and was further helped with her baggage by a young porter who guided her through the crowd to the airport exit. It was the first time that Victoria was traveling beyond UK, but she was never short of male attention even back home. She reckoned her long hair, curvy figure and big boobs were the real reason why men were so accommodating, even as she walked ahead of the porter she was sure that the porter was probably admiring her swaying bottom behind. At the gate was waiting a chauffeur displaying a placard that read, ... Read More»