The story is inspired by something I experienced myself. Working night hours at a classy hotel, I found a pair of sexy red panties hanging on door 146. They smelled wonderful, that mixed smell of feminine perfume and musk. They were still warm when I smelled them, and, fuelled by the mystique, I looked into the matter. A classy business woman had been living...
"You're sure your not gay?" My best friend Tasha asked. She's 21 year old lesbian and seems to still be surprised that her best friend of 3 years isn't and still straight. She's pretty hot. Big round ass, big boobs, great personality, pretty face and long dark brown hair. "No, it's like the millionth time you asked me" I laughed. "Well, we figured u would...
Author's note: This one's a quickie. After my last story, "Goddess Next Door," practically turned into a short novella, I wanted to cool off with a premise I could execute in far fewer words. This one's an Aisling-universe story. Also, as usual, every person described here is at least eighteen years old. # "Hello and welcome to Better Tech, the one stop s...
My name is Melanie. I want to tell you what happened to me. First let me tell you about myself before the incident that changed my life. I was a good Christian girl from a very nice family. I lived in Springfield, Illinois. I was 4.0 student in high school, basketball cheerleader and played soccer. I was very popular. I'm considered very pretty with a ver...
I sat at the large window, watching the droplets of rain cascade before me. The sky was grey, a dark miserable autumn grey that seemingly blanketed the whole of the world – totally deceiving as it was supposedly the middle of summer. There were no lighter shades of the dismal colour, just one tone that oozed rain drops consistently. Large puddles were formin...
Dorcas Corey stood on the rough wooden planks of the scaffold, barefoot, wearing the plain sackcloth frock of the damned. The coarse rope of the noose was tight about her neck. She stood on her toes, the tendons of her feet arched, to relieve the tension of the rope. She could feel the rough fibers of the noose digging into the skin of her throat. The townsp...
Chapter 3: The aftermath Author's note: In every story there is a high and a low, a dark chapter where everything seems to go to hell and nothing is certain, this is my dark chapter. Jennifer was aghast, humiliated, disappointed, and utterly and completely aroused. Somehow, maybe it was the shock of being betrayed so blatantly, she removed herself from the...
"Would you two stop giggling and get out of the car?" Miranda called as she got out of the drivers seat of the mini van. The two she was referring to were her daughter Leslie and her friend Sarah. The two high school girls had spent the entire car ride huddled together on the back seat whispering and giggling. "Coming mom," Leslie called back as she opened...
Author's note: This is my 25th submission to Literotica.com. Special thanks to my fans who have written in to comment on my stories, especially those who are on my newsletter mailing list. You give me the drive and the inspiration to write about sex and I appreciate your support. EroticaSeanStyle, the God of Erotic Writing They were eating each other’s pus...
This was my first summer in New York City. The twin towers still stood, tall and proud, a much-needed landmark for a disoriented girl from Ohio exiting the subway into the intense confusion of the streets of Manhattan. I was twenty-one years old, underemployed, broke, and basically friendless in a big and intimidating city. At the time I was sharing a crappy...