I’ve been reading erotica for just over 20 years. Here’s a list of the 100 best stories I’ve read in that time:
#50: Cocksucking Colege Sister, by silkstockinglover
Tags: mf, md, in, bro/sis
SilkStockingLover is the Queen of Literotica. She has 43,000 followers (for comparison, I’ve got about 3000) and several of the most-read stories on the site.
As the name would suggest, stockings are the most common element in her story, but she writes a bit of everything. f/f, m/m, m/f by the bucketload, cheating, submission, interracial, anal, shemale, and – as the title of this story may have hinted – incest aplenty.
And, of course, she invented (or at least perfected) the “forced to sit on family member’s lap during long car trip” tale (see #58 on this list).
Cocksucking College Sister has a simple enough premise: back from the army, our narrator goes to a sorority party and wins a blowjob from one of the new pledges: his sister.
Many authors could write that well, but this story earns its place on the list because of the personalities involved. The sister is a shy nerd (still a virgin, never had anyone go down on her) who happened to discover she has a skill and a passion for sucking cock. And the brother…
The brother is sort of a sociopath?
The moment he realizes his sister sucked his cock, he has one goal: to turn her into his fucktoy. There’s no moralizing, no guilt or consideration of whether it’s right or wrong. He gets a blowjob and then immediately decides “okay I’m going to turn her into my fucktoy”. Spoiler alert: he does.
All the inner conflict is on the part of the sister, as she’s torn between wanting to do what’s right (he correctly assumes she’s a natural submissive because of her people-pleasing desires – hot as hell) and her genuine love of sucking cock and doing as she’s told.
At the end it falls into the pit I’m constantly complaining about – everyone in the family loves incest! They have for generations! – but up until then it’s a really fun, hot romp.
“I-um-I, but it’s wrong,” she babbled, unable to deny the truth.
I moved my hand away and quickly pulled out my stiff cock from its restrictive cave.
Lilly noticed and begged, “Anthony, please put that away.”
“Sorry sis, but you got it all big and hard, I think it only fair you help make it go down.”
“I can’t,” she weakly replied, her resistance already breaking down. She took quick glimpses at my cock while she drove.
Going for broke and betting on her submissive nature, I ordered, “Pull over in that back alley sis.”
“Please, no,” she protested.
“Do it, baby sis. I know and you know you want to.”
She hesitated only a second before putting her foot on the brake and turning into a dark alley. Once stopped, she clarified, “Ok, Anthony, but only this one time.”
Knowing I had her hooked and that this would definitely not be the last time, I lied, “Of course, baby sis.”
If you liked this, check out: Oral sex obsession is one of my favorite themes, most prevalent in (of course) I Love Sucking Cock. Bible Belt and Massaged by my Nerdy Brother also contain some great brother/sister “oral sex whenever I want it” content.
#49: Lily Leaves a Voicemail, by Daphne
Tags: mc, mf, ff, md
Daphne has been writing mind-control erotica for longer than some people reading this have been alive. She’s an absolute pro, and at one point moved from “writing stories” to “starting her own porn website“. Nowadays, she hosts the EMCSA and – to everyone’s disappointment – only rarely writes new stories.
When the pandemic started, she reappeared with this story, her only new tale of the 2020s.
It. Is. Phenomenal.
Since I put this list together she’s added a third chapter (which I think is actually pretty skippable), but the first chapter is perfect and the second is a perfectly-worthy follow-up. (Much like Glass Onion to Knives Out – it’s not as good, but it’s a helluva lot of fun and I’m glad it exists.)
The story does an amazing job of escalating, and it’s written entirely through (as the name suggests) the medium of women leaving voicemails*.
*again, except for the third chapter.
I haven’t watched many of Daphne’s videos, but I know there’s a lot of solo female stuff, and she brings those writing skills to the fore here. I’m a structure nut, and the first two chapters are just perfect: establishing boundaries and then slowly (or rapidly!) demolishing them, intercutting with the hypnotic drone voicemails…
It’s just great. Absolutely check it out.
Hi, it’s me. OK, I am a terrible person. I just told you about how I only think of you as a friend and blah blah blah, and then I flash my boobs at you on a Skype call. I’m really sorry! I just… kind of got carried away, talking about me teasing my coworkers. And don’t worry about talking about my tits! They’re an endlessly fascinating subject and one I adore discussing, at least with you. Anyway, as long as you understand this doesn’t mean a change in our relationship… I might just flash you again. Oh, and to answer a question that I forgot to on the call, 34G. Hugs!
If you liked this, check out: One of my favorite parts of this story is the character’s insistence that they’re just friends, that it’s completely platonic (only, of course, to end up as his unthinking sex-slave). This is something that Ice Bear has hit on in his works from time to time. You can also find it in my own Photographed by my Friend.
#48: Break the Habit, by Japa
Tags: mc, mf, md, bro/sis, mom/son
JAPA was an absolute gem. He specialized in (stop me if this sounds familiar) stories about a teenage boy hypnotizing his busty mother and sister to be his sex slaves. Over the years he wrote about a dozen stories, and several of them are incredible.
And then in 2008, he removed his entire body of work from the internet. Thank god for the Internet Archive (while writing this entry, I donated to them. You should too!)
Break the Habit is actually the follow-up to another of his tales, Mom’s Teaching Club, but the smaller cast and tighter focus of this one make it much more to my tastes.
It’s a simple setup – a prudish, uptight mother wants to quit smoking, so her son’s best friend (the protagonist from the earlier story) hypnotizes her. To be safe, she has her daughter sit in on the sessions as well.
He has her associate the taste of cigarettes with something she hates, eggplant. (It’s her second-least favorite flavor, right behind “sperm”.) It works for a few days, but then the script flips, and she ends up obsessively cooking eggplant into every meal for a week, to her kids’ disgust.
All the while, she can’t help noticing how much her son has filled out, how attractive he’s getting, and reflecting on how long it’s been since she had a man…
Abandoning the ‘eggplant’ angle, her hypnotist reminds her that she has to act as a teacher for her son. She is a good teacher.
So much about this story works for me (this will become an increasingly familiar refrain as we get closer to the top of the list) – the mantras, the obsession, the slow unthinking transition into sluttier clothes.
Like all authors, JAPA has a few trademark elements. Photoshoots, detailed description of lingerie, and superheroes…the first two are great, but superhero does nothing for me, and mercifully he skips it in this one.
Wanda you are getting sick, sick, sick. First your son, now your daughter. Your are a sl … a sl … a … a teacher, a good teacher.
If you liked this, check out: The rest of JAPA’s works are also available via the Wayback Machine. This and another story, coming up much later on the list are my two favorites, but if you REALLY like this one, they’re all worth reading.
Of my own work, the most obviously JAPA-inspired are Only Teasing and the upcoming Baby Crazy. But you don’t have to dig too deep to find his influence in my work.
And don’t we all have a little JAPA in our heart, really?
#47: Beauty and the Boots, by Downing Street
Tags: mc, mf, fd, ff
If my records are correct, this is only the second female-dominant story on the page. It makes sense: I’m a man in real life and have zero interest in being dominated.
Similarly, in my entire (quite large!) catalog of work, I’ve only written six fd stories (ignoring commissions). Only two, if you’re talking specifically about stories in which women dominate men (instead of other women). There’s nothing wrong with it, it’s just not my oeuvre.
But fuck do I enjoy it when it’s done right.
My specific brand of female-dominant isn’t “turning a man into an unthinking sex slave” so much as it’s “a woman gets all the sex she wants”. The men aren’t so much dominated as…swept up in the wave.
This is one of the all-time best examples of that.
In Beauty and the Boots, our protagonist Ruby buys a pair of boots and can’t take them off. (Now that I think about it, this story is barely fd itself – the “dominant” female is herself being influenced – by an inanimate object at that!)
Everyone in her life loves the boots. And, while she’s wearing them, her.
Over the course of the story, Ruby seduces almost every man in her life, and her (female) best friend as well. She goes from being the receptionist at a car dealership to co-owner, selling expensive cars to men by highlighting the incredible benefits of the cars, leaning heavily on statistics and technical features.
No, sorry, wrong story. By fucking them. She fucks the men (and sometimes their wives, too) and then sells them expensive cars at sticker price.
I’ve managed to get a full three stories into the list without mentioning that my #1 kink is female arousal, but (as with most Downing Street stories) you can’t talk about this story without mentioning how much fun Ruby has. It’s so hot to observe.
Really, I could’ve just said “it’s by Downing Street” and that would’ve been enough to justify its presence on the list, but this is a particular gem even in the master’s catalog. One woman fucks her way around town, around her life, around her job. Just incredible.
Best scene: No matter what she does, Ruby can’t take the boots off (except temporarily, to change her stockings). She recruits her best friend, Lana, to do it…except Lana keeps getting distracted.
“I’ve—I’ve almost, almost got it,” Lana murmured, leaning very close to the crimson boots. Ruby could almost feel the soles pressing against Lana’s soft breasts. Her friend was caressing both legs now, making furtive slides toward the zipper tongues, that always fell short. Little sounds were coming from the back of her throat.
“Lana, what, what are you doing?” Ruby cried as her friend lowered her mouth against one boot.
“Can’t seem…to grab it…with my fingers…. maybe, if I use my tongue….”
But it seemed to Ruby that she was just kissing her boots, coming nowhere near the tops of the zippers. She laved the shiny fabric with her tongue, licking and kissing wetly up and down, switching from one to the other as she went. She continued all the way down and kissed the toes lovingly.
Ruby was panting now. “Lana, darling, please, please stop that. Let go now. Please.” She felt her pussy moisten, and she wanted to play with herself in the worst way. One hand began to knead her tits through her sweater.
Lana acted like she hadn’t even heard her. She was working her way back up the boots now, holding one leg in each hand and moving her body between them. Ruby felt her legs begin to spread apart. “You’re so lovely,” Lana cooed, kissing and stroking higher.
“Lana! What—What are you doing!” Ruby cried a few moments later, “that, that’s n-n-not my boot at all. That’s my leg! Mmmmmmmm, pleeeeese, stop that, oh god, oh god oh god. Please stop, ohhhhh!” Lana’s head was up underneath her miniskirt.
“So lovely,” Lana sighed, just before she pulled down Ruby’s panties and buried her head in her crotch.
If you liked this, check out: As always: any Downing Street story is a treat, but there’s another one coming later on the list that hits many of the same themes as this.
From my own catalog, I don’t think I’ve ever written a “woman goes around sexing everyone” tale; certainly not one here she’s the driving force. Big Tits Theory would probably be the closest, or my lengthy Buffy-style commission, Brandi, the Protector of the Gateway: Season 2.
#46: The Compassionate Night Nurse, by Stormbringer
This is a tricky one to talk about, because (much like Knives Out), the thing I love most about it is also a spoiler. So, here’s your official spoiler warning.
As I’ve mentioned before, Stormbringer was my favorite author for a long, long while. But in his dozens and dozens of stories, he only rarely touched on incest. The closest we got was his strange, unpleasant horror story, and a throwaway mention in one of his E&I stories:
“Someone sent me a video of my mom with three black guys and said they’d send copies to everyone she knows. They also told me that if I didn’t keep my mouth shut, they’d knock up my sister.” Fred didn’t add that he’d considered planting a baby in his own sister as a solution. His cock really didn’t discriminate.
…and this corker of a tale.
Lisa is a kind, lovely woman. She cares about her patients, she loves her husband, and she tries her best to be her best, each and every day. So when a car accident victim comes in, burned all over and desperate, she does what she can to help him.
Which, as you’d expect, quickly turns into fucking him. Like most Stormbringer heroines, she gets addicted to his huge cock, stops caring about cheating on her husband, and ends up spending each shift riding him for as long and as hard as she can.
When they realize he’s dying, he has one final request: he always wanted a son. Lisa and her husband have been trying, but she’s such a Compassionate Night Nurse, she can’t refuse him. She fucks him bareback until he’s definitely knocked her up, and then he dies.
…revealing, in his final death rattle, that he wasn’t a sweet innocent man. He was drink-driving, the cause of the car accident, and as the cherry on top, he’s her estranged, neglectful father.
Fuck me that’s a hot reveal.
Impregnation, cheating, betrayal, big boobs, and surprise incest. This tale really has it all.
Tags: mf, nurse, reluctant, pregnancy, in – father/daughter
“Let me give you a baby Lisssa.”
“You know I can’t John, I’m married,” she said backing out of the room.
His request insinuated its way into her mind filling her thoughts. She wanted a baby more then anything and more and more, it looked like Edgar wasn’t going to give her one. Here might be her one chance to conceive a child. Lisa tossed and turned all night in bed. John’s request came at her most fertile time of the month and her body was a mass of raging hormones. Just the thought of John’s seed spraying into her womb had her soaking the sheets. Lisa rolled over and straddled her husband
If you liked this, check out: There’s really nothing quite like this. I don’t think I’ve ever read another (good) surprise incest tale. Having said that, if you like the hospital setting, Totem opens with a hospital scene. And of course if you enjoy wife-cheating-with-big-cocks stuff, definitely read “everything Stormbringer has written”.
#45: Lovebright Academy, by Downing Street
Tags: mc, mf, md, school
More Downing Street! I really did try not to put his entire catalog on here…but there are still four to come. He’s just an absolute master, there’s no two ways about it.
This is the first story in a series of two-and-a-half. Both of the others have already appeared on the list: Summer Holidays at #64 and Limerick’s fanfiction, Campaign, at #57. Lovebright Academy is the first in the series, where we meet Jimmy and his talent at turning everyone around him into a sex-craved bimbo.
And it takes place in a school.
As you’d expect, the prose is hot, the sex scenes are impeccable; Downing Street does everything right. My favorite element of this one is the framing device – an alumnus of the once-prestigious, formerly all-girls school has sprung a surprise visit, and she’s outraged at what she sees.
She goes (almost) straight to the principal’s office, of course, and details all the transgressive acts she’s seen during her time there. The entire story is set in the principal’s office, but with constant flashbacks so we can witness exactly what the school has turned into…from the point of view of the angry conservative lady, as she slowly gets sucked into the web of sex.
It’s hot and steamy and unique and well-written and above all, it’s just fun.
Best scene: God, this is genuinely difficult to choose. I like the way that Jimmy flagrantly fingers the principal while smoothing things over with the guest. I love all the scenes of students fucking in the school, and the little vignette of the principal’s husband meeting Jimmy and suddenly becoming a huge fan of his wife’s new look…but I think this little chunk from the start is my favourite:
There didn’t seem to be any solitary boys. Every guy in the school was walking along with an attractive girl on his arm, sometimes two. Even the big chunky goofs and quiet, nerdy types seemed to be amazingly popular. A few of the more confident guys were followed by an ever-changing throng of admiring girl students, all jockeying to be near him, like groupies around a rock star.
If you liked this, check out: I have a decent amount of school content. I think it comes from the fact that – and don’t spread this around, it’s not something I tell everyone – I once went to school myself. The best of my school content is the (fairly recent) Blowjob Class – it’s also the one that’s most similar to this, with the entire school being transformed into a sexual environment. Brandi, the Protector of the Gateway: Season 2 also turns into a bit of a school fuckfest at the end.
#44: After School Special, by TheSinner
TheSinner has a dozen stories, but for some reason, only two of them really work for me – this one and the prequel, TV Guide.
When I was younger, that was my nightmare. That I’d have one success, and then a lifetime of people asking me why I couldn’t repeat it (like Spike Milligan, or – to a lesser degree – Jim Henson).
As I grew up (and particularly after reading the book Mindset) I changed my perspective on what it meant to be “successful” and that helped a lot. I’ve not completely conquered it, of course – for a long while I thought nothing I wrote would ever top Limits, but then Mad Monday came along, and then Diet, and…yeah, these days I’m less worried about having peaked.
It’ll happen eventually, but in the meantime, I’ll just keep writing, enjoying the process, and not worrying so much about chasing those hits.
Uh, anyway. This story is sort of a “what happens after a mind-controller seduces his mother and sister” tale. Turns out: he seduces all his sister’s friends.
Again, it’s the perspective that really makes this one work. There’s a new cheerleader on the team, it’s her first time going back to the mind controller’s house, and we follow her as she slowly gets seduced by the entire cheerleading team.
The first tale in the series is pretty focused on heterosexual sex; this one goes all-in on sapphism and voyeurism (we find out that the brother has set up cameras in every room and spends his time watching all the cheerleaders get each other off). It also leans away from incest, yet somehow it all comes together into a big, glorious sexy tale.
Best scene: While watching TV, the protagonist realizes that the other women are leaning on her and holding her hand. She’s annoyed at first, but soon she accepts that as just part of being in the group.
Skin-on-skin contact is erotic as hell, in my professional opinion.
Also, for some reason this description of a “Cowboy and Indian” dress-up has stuck with me for decades:
The redhead was apparently dressed up as a cowgirl. A plaid sleeveless blouse was tied off just underneath Katrina’s generous breasts, showing off her tight, smooth stomach. A short white leather skirt hung around her waist, its fringed hem barely covering her ass. Her lustrous red hair spilled out from underneath a large white cowboy hat, and high-heeled black leather cowboy boots encased her feet. The finishing touch was the lariat she held in one hand. Sylvia watched as she sauntered over to the far corner of the room, where Audrey was putting on an Indian brave costume, fastening a bone-and-hide vest around her ample tits.
If you liked this, check out: “Women being with other women for the pleasure of a man” is a big turn-on for me, even more-so when they’re truly getting off on it. It’s something I visit a lot in my own work: For A Boy, Helpful Hannah, You’re the Boss – and perhaps my best story, Just For Fun.
#43: My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend, by clarkoverns
Tags: mf, cheating
Broadly speaking, stories on this list fall into two camps: masters of their craft, eloquently weaving a tale of heat and lust, using language to its full potential to craft a tale of pure erotica…
…and simple tales with kinks that for some reason just really hit my buttons.
That’s not to say the simple tales are poorly-written: I actually think clarkoverns is great at what he does. He’s got about 2 dozen stories on Literotica, and they all hit the same beat: a man discovers his girlfriend is cheating on him, is simultaneously appalled and turned on by the idea, then doesn’t do anything about it. Occasionally they break up, but mostly they stay together (and the girlfriend keeps cheating on him) – narratively speaking, they’re all inner conflict and no outer conflict.
And fuck it, it just works. I like a lot of his stories (there’s another coming up in the next batch) – this one is the first of his “Becky” series, and they’re all worth a read.
Here’s a plot summary for each story in the series: the narrator and his girlfriend go somewhere or meet someone, she cheats on him, he catches her but doesn’t let on.
And I love ’em.
In this one, Becky discovers the narrator’s housemate has a huge cock. Things slowly* build, until one night she fucks him.
*not that slowly
If you’re into NTR, unwilling cuckolding, betrayal, and cheating, this story is like a perfectly cooked grilled cheese sandwich of the genre. It’s nothing fancy, but it hits the spot just right.
Best scene: The scene where he wanders down the hall to find his housemate fucking Becky. They’re both moaning about the size of the the other one’s [tits, cock] and he watches as she lets him cum inside her bareback, something she’s never let him do.
I’m really struggling to find anything to talk about with this one. Sometimes you just want a grilled cheese, y’know?
If you liked this, check out: I’m increasingly dipping my toe into the NTR/cuckolding/cheating arena. My closest work to this is probably my Patreon-only (so far) tale My Sister, My Fiancée, and my High-School Bully. A little more extreme (and mind-controlly) is My Girlfriend”s Boyfriend – and, of course, there’s Clark’s two dozen stories along the same lines. Once you’re done with those, click through to his favourite’d stories, there are some incredible works in there as well.
#42: Above That Ye Are Able, by Daphne
Tags: mc, mf, md, free use
The second (and final) Daphne story on the list; this one falls into the former (masterful writer crafts a masterpiece) category that I talked about.
I talk a lot about “realism” or believability, or well-reasoned tales. It’s a huge turn-off when stuff happens in a story just so that the story can happen. I’m absolutely fine with magic or mind control or advanced science existing in a story – that’s why we enjoy fiction – but when people don’t act like people, I can’t buy in.
I think that’s why I have such a love for third-party controllers. Especially in incest tales: we’re biologically programmed not to be attracted to our families. One person randomly breaking that rule I can buy (again, that’s the point of fiction – the tale doesn’t follow the 8 billion people who aren’t Spider-Man, it follows Spider-Man because that’s the interesting exception) but two is a stretch.
This is also why I like mind control as a mechanic. It allows you to get the second person on board, and you can have some hot sexy sex in a way that doesn’t make be check out for unbelievability.
So someone doing the mind-controlling who isn’t EITHER of the family members? I’m sure you can understand the appeal.
This story isn’t an incest tale; it’s the story of a man who one day, discovers his girlfriend’s trigger word.
When she hears it, she gets turned into a mindless puppet. He can do anything he likes to her.
They’ve got a pretty good relationship, with one key issue – her libido is way, way lower than his. But is it right to use this sudden boon in that way? Is it moral?
You can see why I like the use of a third-party mind controller here; if he was frustrated by his girlfriend’s low sex drive and went out of his way to control her mind, then the philosophical questions disappear. It’s obviously wrong, but he did it anyway because he wanted to. Conflict over.
As it is, he’s able to struggle with the guilt and the temptation, eventually giving in…and going even further, in an incredibly hot ending.
Best scene: I’ve always been partial to the scene where the (conscious) girlfriend realizes they haven’t had sex for a few weeks (as far as she’s aware) and they make love and he enjoys it on a whole other level to their zombie sex.
And then shortly after, he fucks her as a zombie.
But the winner has to be:
He was horny to the point of being dizzy by the time Kendra was ready to leave. He walked behind Clarissa as she walked Kendra to the door. He stared at Kendra’s ass the whole way. He stammered a goodbye. Clarissa closed the door and turned to him. “Good god, what bad taste in men she…”
“Sassy little fuckdoll.”
Clarissa’s eyes grew blank.
“Drop your pants.”
“Yes, Master,” she said, unzipping, stepping out of them, sliding off her panties.
“Turn around and spread. Get wet.”
“Yes, Master. I am wet for you,” she said, bending over, spreading her legs. Her pussy was getting fuller, pinker, dripping. Utterly ready for him. He unzipped, and slid into Clarissa’s cunt, grabbing her hips, fucking her hard. He closed his eyes, and it was Kendra’s hips he was holding, her cunt he was pounding into, her mouth open and ready to receive him, her tight asshole he was pushing open with his dick, her huge tits that he was coming on again and again and again as she moaned and cried out and came and rubbed his come into her soft breasts…
He left Clarissa triggered all night. He didn’t get any sleep.
God damn Daphne can write.
If you liked this, check out: The intermittent flashes to hypnotism are something I used in Limits, and more clumsily in Garth’s Girth. The puppet-sex is reminiscent of Blank Betty. And of course, that line between temptation and relief is the driving tension that fuels the entirety of Mad Monday.
#41: A Very Personal Assistant, by GeorgeTasker
Tags: mf, boss/secretary, free use, cheating
So I mentioned above that some of these stories are Ferrero Rochers, while some are the cheap crappy candy of your childhood. One is an exquisite creation…the other is objectively not amazing, but absolutely for you.
This story is so, so dumb. Unabashedly so! Oh my god, it’s dumb.
And I love it so much.
Walter Spackman (great name) has a new 23-year-old assistant. She’s married and busty and a total idiot.
So when he “loses” his squeeze ball, he informs her that it’s her responsibility to let him use her boobs in its place. To give him easier access, she has to stop wearing bras. And then when she spills coffee on his lap, it’s her job to rub him where it hurts.
When he’s too busy in a meeting to go to the restroom, it’s her job to pull his cock out to help him piss in a bucket.
And then when using her tits to destress gets him so hard he can’t piss…well, obviously it’s her responsibility to take care of that as well.
The story proceeds in a linear fashion, it never tries to be more than what it is, and (possibly because I have a busty, not-that-bright ex with the same name) it’s one of my all-time favorites.
This story’s partially on the list because of how much I like the sequel, too: Walter Spackman has a heart attack, and while his replacement is a good man, Victoria has gotten really used to serving her boss with her body, and offers him…well, free use.
“Hush, hush,” Walter said, silencing her. “While it’s true that my cock was inside that delectable mouth of yours, there was certainly nothing sexual about the situation.”
Victoria still didn’t seem assured. “Nothing sexual?” she repeated in apparent disbelief.
“Not at all!” Walter assured her. “You were merely doing your job Victoria. I needed assistance and you helped me out. We certainly weren’t having sex, and you were not cheating on your husband.”
“I wasn’t?” she asked hopefully.
“Of course not Victoria. You are a faithful wife, aren’t you?”
“I am,” Victoria nodded, already feeling a little better about yesterday.
“Yesterday was…” Walter waved his hands in the air as he paused a moment to find the right word. “Stress relief.”
“Stress relief?” repeated Victoria, blinking in surprise.
“That’s right,” said Walter, seizing on his choice of words. “Stress relief. Like when I use your breasts,” he added. As if to illustrate his point, Walter reached up with both hands, pushing open the front of Victoria’s jacket and seizing both her hooters through her blouse, giving them a rather firm squeeze.
Victoria tensed slightly at his touch, but did not push his hands away.
If you liked this, check out: The sequel, obviously. The author (GeorgeTasker) has about 90 other stories on Literotica, but I’ve somehow never been caught by another one. They’re all a little James Bond-y or fantasy-y for me. (You’ll notice a distinct lack of action/sci-fi/fantasy on my list; it’s just not what floats my boat!)
There’s also another story I quite like (not by Mr. Tasker, and I can’t find a link to it) about a father who teaches his busty, naïve daughter to “pet his snake” and ends up having sex with her without her ever understanding what’s going on. The only thing I remember about it was that she loved PIV sex and hated anal…but obediently did both whenever her father needed it.
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