It's late when you call me in to the building, and we're the only two people left. I'm already pissed off, as I'm not allowed to leave until you do, so when you call me in to try to fix your computer problem, I'm ready to embarrass you. The problem is simple to fix, but when the computers back online, I immediately start looking through your internet history...
"Passionate Reading" Ginger held her romance novel in her left hand as she read the seductive steamy passages. She was in bed slightly propped up on her red satin cased pillows. She took deep breaths as her passions slowly rose. Her right hand lay on the back of her husband's head. She continuously twirled a lock of his hair around her manicured finger as h...
This is a completed four-chapter novella that will complete posting by mid-June 2018. ***** "You mean like tying me up?" I asked. Though he was sitting across from me at the table in a shadowed corner of Merry's bar, the round table was very small and he was pressing his knees into mine under the table and gripping my forearm firmly in a strong hand. The...
I was only in for thirty days, and then not because of something I'd actually done. My buddy Phil had left drugs in my car, and the cops found them when they stopped me because I was driving a little too fast when I pulled away from a country beer hall they were staking out. I should have known better. I was only nineteen, and I shouldn't have been in that b...
I watched Scott roll out of bed and walk to the bathroom. Rather, I watched his buttocks sway as he moved. He rolled the condom off as he walked and dropped it deftly in the trashcan under the sink before going over and standing in front of the toilet. He was in great shape for being just past thirty, and he was a lucky find for me. We were quite a contrast—...
After Aidan delivered his file to the smirking headmaster, he quickly made his way to his room, still blushing in embarrassment. His roommate Graham looked up from the bed where he was reading a book. Aidan suddenly noticed something - the bed. There was only one. "Th-there's only one bed?" Graham smiled slightly as he sat up. "Yeah. It's meant to teach us...
I needed to hurry him along. I had a train to catch. I dug my heels into the mattress and pushed up on my pelvis, changing the angle of his thrusts, such as they were, to being more direct, a bit deeper—ensuring that, when the thrusts picked up intensity as he neared ejaculation, he wouldn't dislodge from me. He was paying me extra for barebacking. It wouldn...
(Author's note: This story is an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. Every story for this FAWC begins with the exact same line. Where it goes from there is up to the author.) * * * * "Upon...
You can tell a lot about a guy from where he shops. Take my friends, who have specialized tastes. Some of them spend their time at the hardware store, while others take an interest in our town's fabric shop, which has needles and pins that make them drool. Still others hang out at the department store, eyeing the cutlery collection. Somehow all of us end up...
One of my first experiences with a straight stranger took place some years ago after moving to a large city with a number of 24 hour movie houses. My fascination with the unconscious, sleeping, drunk, unconsenting form had been awakened several years earlier so the potential was obvious. After exploring several of these at various hours of the night and day,...