This is my first go at writing for Literotica. Feedback is always appreciated, though if you want be a critic, keep it constructive or don't even bother. Want to thank everyone that contributed. If you want to add more to the story go ahead but just let me know when you do. * "Who the hell can that be?" Susan thought, "Well, they'll just have to wait." Bu...
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...
On leaving the cubicle unsure of her feelings, never having, even in her wildest dreams, thought of participating in such a lewd display, first as a voyeuse and then as an unashamed exhibitionist Sarah approached the woman. The Contesse was washing her hands at the same time watching Sarah in the mirror, a smile on her face. "Cherie, bravo, you have so exci...
Edited the story to fix the hair colour issue ******************************* Evelyn was a 21-year old University student. A blonde girl with long, straight hair, blue eyes, a slim body with perky B-cup breasts, she was used to get a lot of attention. Had it not be for her relatively short stature (5'5"), she would have surely been asked to model. She had...
GP "Jeez, look at the camel-toe on that" "Man those fucking jugs have a life of their own" Jason sat back on his bench and smiled behind his newspaper as he listened to the comments about his daughter Jenny. This was their last exhibitionist afternoon together for a while. She was off up to her grandfather's house for a visit and Jason who couldn't stand...
AUTHORS NOTE: This story contains graphic sexual descriptions. If you are under eighteen or likely to be offended, please do not continue. Copyright 2005 March, All Rights Reserved I would be really grateful for any feedback. Please let me know what you thought. I really would appreciate it. Petra Rose * It had taken most of the afternoon, but at last...
(DISCLAIMER: This story is an original work done by me, its author. It was originally written as a gift for a very dear friend of mine, and has since been submitted here for the sake of its artistic value. Do not claim this story as your own work, or reproduce it as yours. The people and events depicted in this story are all fictitious; any similarity to act...
Pamela Jean Armstrong stepped out of the elevator and toward the double glass doors with a purposeful strike in her step. The twenty-four-year-old blond paused for a moment as she checked her reflection in the glass, then opened the right door, stepping into the offices of Dawson, Davis and Douglas. The clock on the wall read nine fifty, but the recently p...
Jen didn't know what she was doing at the hotel with Elizabeth. It was natural for her to feel lonely and desperate after a break up, especially a harsh one like she'd just had with that John character. Whew, what a mistake! But was it enough to drive her into the arms of a new lover, so soon? And a woman? Jen had never had a woman before. Elizabeth...
Granny Babette lay in bed, feeling pleasurably sore all over. The tall, dark-skinned, curvy and very voluptuous, sixty-something, feisty Black woman smiled with contentment as she thought of all the fun and wicked things she did just hours ago. For once, she left the brothers alone and had some fun with a feisty young Black woman named Maxima "Max" Muchina,...