In a way, I suppose you could say that it all began when I first met my friend Amy. To be honest though, there were signs even before that. A few times when I'd been hanging out with a cute girl, or when I'd been watching television, I'd find myself paying attention to the sway of their hips or the warmth of their smile. It must have started when I was a tee...
Author's Note: I decided to try my hand at writing a simple story, in terms of both length and story, for a change. I'd appreciate getting readers' thoughts on it. Any and all similarities between the following fiction and real people, events, or places is purely unintentional. Angela stares down at the man. At just over one and a half metres, in a f...
Thank you for all the positive response to the original, it inspired me to write this. Hopefully it makes for a decent continuation. Also, thanks to LaRascasse for helping me with this. Alex ended up sticking her head under the shower to clean off and rubbed her hair into a mess of damp spikes with a towel before hesitating at the door. Now that she thou...
Daisy lay in her bed that night, still aching. Her holes had been used again and again that weekend, and they felt sore. On top of that, she had left the pumps on her nipples and anus until just before bedtime. Even on their timed schedule that gave her relief every ten minutes or so, they ached. She examined the swollen nubs, still obscenely large and purpl...
Author's note - This is another shortie, written in the desperate days I struggled with the worst case of writer's block of my life. It's a wee bit autobiographical, she said with a smirk, but mostly, like my other offerings, it's purely fiction, ideas that bubble up in the fevered cauldron of my brain. And, much like 'Anja,' it's quite unlike anything I've...
Amelia buttoned her shirt up over her chest. She was still naked from the waist down, her panties lying on the pillow at the head of her bed. The cool air tickled her thighs and she squirmed a little, rubbing her bare thighs together. She was hot and damp, and dragged her palms along the underside of her breasts. She usually had to buy larger shirts to clos...
Note: If you haven't already, read the previous chapters of That New Guy, which are prequels to this story. ***** Back in her bikini with the wrap around her waist, Meg strolled through the front door of her place, surprised she wasn't walking bowlegged after all the fucking the previous night and that morning. Her roommate, Rachel, stuck her head out of t...
Their town didn't really have a mall - not one of those glitzy, triple-decker compendiums of expensive clothing and endless fast food. Mindy drove out to one of those sometimes, spending 45 minutes on the highway to something called the "power centre" just for a decent selection of too-short skirts. But Cassie and Rainey couldn't be bothered, so they stuck t...
It's been a week since my most recent wrestling victory over Sam and since then I have been waiting for her to tell me who and when I'll be wrestling in the return match. Well apparently today's the day, Sam mentioned to me at work today that she has something arranged, and she will tell me more when we get home. And here we are! "Go on then Sam, who will I...
A/N- I'm brand new to writing in Literotica. I usually only write stories for my friends to read. I'd love feedback and will wholeheartedly accept any constructive criticism. All people in this story are above the age of 18. Similar names and places are just pure coincidence. Please enjoy! ***** Clear blue skies for all to see. Not one single white puff...