Clunky Boobs

“Note: The following story was suggested by a Literotica reader.”

Tia emerged from the bathroom wrapped only in her towel. Her long jet black hair hung wet down her back from her hot shower. The skin of her body glistened with a clean sweet scent and she tingled all over.

She walked around to the other side of the bed and looked in her drawer for some lingerie to wear. She tossed a nice lavender bra and panties onto the bed and jumped just a little in the air turning around to lightly bounce onto the bed with her butt as she landed. Her tiny Asian American feet bounced in front of her as she sat on the bed. (more…)

“My name is Glenn and I hope you have enjoyed my earlier stories.”

With Jenny, the former team leader, now gone Sally and myself settled into our roles as the new joint managers of the team. The first few months were very hectic as we came to terms with the additional duties and responsibilities that had accompanied our promotions.

One particular day I was about to go to lunch when I made my way through the general section of the office. Approaching the lifts I was aware that one of the workers Ruth, whom you may remember from chapter six of my stories, was walking alongside me. Even though it was lunchtime it was surprisingly quiet there were very few people coming and going as Ruth and I stepped into a vacant lift. I pushed the button for the ground floor. The doors closed and we began our ride down past five floors. (more…)

Jayne is quite sensual not only through touch but she is visual as well and what she sees affects her emotions. The first time I noticed this was when we got together for a neighborhood block party. My wife Sheri and I invited everyone from the neighborhood over for a barbeque lunch and a swim in our indoor pool. We had socialized separately with several of out neighbors. We even grew quite close to some of them. Intimately close.

Jayne was really unknown to us until the day we had our block party. We soon found out that she had discussed us with our more intimate neighbors and knew what to expect when she arrived. She was living alone in a house up on the corner. She seemed to have a regular schedule. We had rarely spoken but she spent a lot of time outdoors. Her house was well maintained and the front lawn and flowers were always well tended. We waved when we saw each other as we came and went. (more…)

My name is Ambjorn and I am from Halmstad, Sweden. I am a masseur at a very expensive spa in the United States. My hands are magic and I have many clients who come to me regularly for relaxation, deep muscle and leisure massages.

I excel at deep muscle massages and relaxation massages. I also do special requests. My customers are well to do and take care of me good. I am fortunate to have hands of magic. My fees run from $150 to $1,500 for a massage depending own what my client wishes and the length of the massage. (more…)

Sally and Chuck are our very best friends. They moved in behind us about two weeks after we moved in to our house. We hit it off immediately and worked together to landscape our lots and build the pool house and indoor pool. We spent a lot of time together and became inseparable.

We shared our lives with them including sex with each others spouses. The first time was when we went swimming in our indoor pool for the first time. Chuck and I had worked for months on the project and we had a barbecue dinner to celebrate and christen the pool. Over the years we lived as neighbors we grew to love each other but the sex didn’t heat up until the party. (more…)

Okay, so I was really really stoned the other night. You know, not just that “I just smoked a bowl and everything’s cool now” stoned, but that “holy shit, I am so happy! Where did the leprechaun come from??” stoned that you get after smoking some good, fresh Montreal weed. Great weed, that stuff just sticks to your fingers, got these nice little buds and the smell is just… it’s like pussy with that little tang of chlorophyll. Yeah, I was pretty stoned and at this point, in the kitchen, I was trying desparately to remember what I was supposed to be doing. (more…)