I hadn't heard from Susan for almost twenty years on that Friday morning she called me at my office. We met back in the seventies while we were roommates at a drug rehabilition facility. While there we shared a brief affair. There was an immediate sexual tension between us from the time we met. Susan was a beautiful young woman, with short dark hair, brown e...
I can tell you when my dream of becoming a geisha began. It was James Clavell’s fault. If he had never written Shôgun and Richard Chamberlain had never brought Anjin-san to such vivid life, I’d have never made that vow to myself. The vow to one day go to Japan and learn how to become a geisha. Of course, I had to live the rest of my life, while keeping my...
Forward: this semi-autobiographical story is a continuation of Education, also on literotica. * * * * * Upon my return to St. Martin after university, I easily found work in the primary school teaching English and French. Although I enjoyed the work and my little pupils were mostly obedient, I occupied my free time with my first love, boats and sailing. My...
Warning: This work of fiction contains scenes of women having sex together, without men. If this offends you, do not read it! People who complain to the authors here about the content of their stories are, IMNSHO, just like people who move next to the airport and then complain about the noise... Constructive criticism is always welcome, but closed-minded ran...
Ellena stretched and stood up from the kitchen table. She smiled, thinking coyly of her new neighbor, Mason. It had felt so good to have someone touch her, she thought. And to know he didn't care that she carried another man's child inside her. Her status as a widow didn't bother the young, dark man at all. And he had worshipped her body yesterday like she...
I left the garage about 3:00 PM and headed for home. I had only driven about four miles when in the distance I saw a small car stranded on the side of the road. I could see a petite frame possibly female maybe a young male underneath the hood. I usually tried to stop and help the stranded on the side of the road not because I owned a garage in town and it wa...
Session VI: Calling a Halt Dr. Gupta left a message on my machine saying that she had no open slots, but would be willing to stay later than usual and see me at 6 p.m. I was to call her back to confirm, which I did. I called Bob and told him I would be late and left a message on my daughter Alison's cell phone asking her to start supper for me. I was early...
It was Saturday night and Penny's hubby was out with his buddies, this left Penny home by herself. With her trusty laptop she quickly signed into her favourite social network site and, with a fresh cup of coffee by her side, got ready for a boring night alone. Scrolling through her account made her feel even more bored as nothing held her attention for mor...
[This is part of a series chronicling Karen's emergence as a domme. There is some dealing with bodily functions so if that offends you, read no further. All characters are more than 18.] Karen's increasingly intense involvement with her boyfriend Rod did not diminish her affections for her longtime roommate Emily. Emily too had a boyfriend, Bill, and enjoye...
One day she throws on a tight satin Dolce & Gabbana - high heels and a pashmina wrap, and grabs her Baschmakoff purse, and walks out. Her Rolls Royce shushes its way to locate her afterawhile, and leans in acquiescently as it approaches the spot where she is standing on the pavement. Angrily, she pulls off the million-dollar ring and casts it down to the...