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Green eyed monster

by splotch on Jul 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

People, by their very nature are a jealous bunch. What kind of woman wouldn't be jealous of that girl with the perfect figure that you can never attain? Perhaps they have those giant perfect breasts you weren't gifted with, or they're taller, thinner, or fitter. Maybe they have that perfect round butt your boyfriend keeps staring at. Either way that burning...

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Breasts!

by OneWhoKnows on Sep 14, 2017
Reviews & Essays

It's no wonder that man is attracted to women's breasts. I mean , think about it. Almost all of us were introduced to the female breast on DAY ONE of our lives. It was our source of nourishment, and therefore contentment. It showed us warmth and love. * Even when our mothers stopped nursing us, when we were hurt or afraid, she would pull us to her breast t...

Creme Brulee

by DPMaster on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Copyright 2017 Matt Nicholson. All rights reserved. Disclaimer - This story is as much extreme BDSM as it is fetish. And, yes, this kind of thing, with all the food and boob-biting and such, is wish-fulfillment at its finest. I make no claims otherwise. If you don't like reading about these kinds of fantasies, "Creme Brulee" won't be your cup of tea. If yo...

Master Juan and the Hucows

by hucowwriter on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

Master Juan could be found at the storehouse of Antonio Perez daily in the city of Laramid. He was Antonio's best customer and friend. Every morning Antonio knew that Master Juan would need two large vessels filled with sweetest breast milk and that he would want to drink fresh breast milk directly from the tit upon arrival. As Master Juan nursed at the brea...

A Fantasy

by namelessneh on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Note: I wrote this story many years ago on Literotica. But back then I was impulsive to complete the story, and it was full of grammatical and spelling errors. It was my first attempt as well. It was met with mainly comments about the poor grammar and spelling, and there were a few nasty ones about the cuckold fantasy. Well there were some encouraging commen...

ANR Lunch

by seatacrch on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

"Let me lie, let me die on thy snow-covered bosom, I would eat thy flesh as a delicate fruit, I am drunk of its smell, and scent of thy tresses Tis a flame that devours." Sandra strode down the corridor, her full breasts straining against her shirt so tightly it seemed her buttons would pop off from pressure. They ached pleasurably from her bra snugness...

Small Breast Titty Fuck

by sdsioux on Aug 7, 2019
First Time

Caz was a young woman I met on the internet on one of those dating sites. She was a pretty thing 5'6", 115 lbs., blue eyes, crazy blonde hair, and a naughty side to her. She was pretty open on the message part of the dating site about wanting to be romantic on the first date. She was so open that she invited me to come over to her place for a glass of wine b...

Down By the Lake Pt. 01

by greatpersonhooray on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

My first story, lemme know how shit or fantastic or absolutely in between it is! ***** We were out in the woods, running free as if we were teenagers again. Well we weren't much older than teenagers but just the same, it felt good to be free of all restrictions if just for a while. We had the entire weekend out here to ourselves. We could do whatever we wa...

Passing Through

by DavidFun on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Kelly put on her pyjamas and emerged from the bathroom. She looked around the clothes covered room and marvelled that David had actually found enough floor to sleep on. He was smiling up at her as she moved over to the light and turned it off. She stood there a second letting her eyes adjust to the total darkness then made her way carefully towards Cherie's...

In The Library Ch. 02

by electricblue66 on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Horror

I moved through the next days in a daze, catching the memory of that hour and trying to resolve if it was a dream or a nightmare, sleeping or awake. It made no sense and I could not share it with anyone for surely they would think I was mad. I was mad, mad with the vision of her, in a mad maze. As more days passed I found myself eating to build up my stren...