For the second morning in a row Helen rolled over to find herself in Sam's bed, woken by the light filtering through the thin curtains. For a while she just lay there, watching her lover sleep, feeling a deep inner contentment that had been missing for so long from her life. She thought over the events of last night; she was still somewhat surprised by how s...
Acknowledgment: "Slave to a White Girl" by herslave on another forum provided the inspiration for much of this story. Some situations will be familiar to fans of StaWG, but I hope it's unique enough for readers to enjoy both. Chapter 1: My First Visit The summer after high school I volunteered for park service doing trail cleanup. That's when I met Liza....
I hope you read about Ffion and Zara, the married lesbians in A One-off Open Marriage Well, you probably guessed that this was a fictional tale, but a naughty idea that just might happen one day. What happened below, however, is true, and all the hotter for that. I'll let Ffion take up the story ... At the beginning of this summer, I was working a lot in...
Authors Note: I took a little time off from writing. Sorry. Couldn't really bring myself to write happy things. But you don't want to hear about that! I'm not going to say I'm back, but I couldn't let this story hang like this. Most likely new stories will come out when I feel I have time to complete them. I hope you enjoy the next part of this story! I don'...
"Do you know why I love you? Do you know why I keep coming back to you time after time? Well, you're hot, for starters, but it's so much more than that. You understand me. I need my freedom, and you get that. You would never try to tie me down or hold me back. With you, I'm free. We're together, we love each other, but I'm still free. You would never tell me...
There are days when you plan to have sex; there are days you hope to have sex; and there are those wonderful days when the urge comes quickly and it surprises you to have sex. Tuesday was one of the latter days. Sitting on a blanket in the park, I was reading an erotic novel on my tablet. The weather was exceptional: a warm body-relaxing temperature; an an...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Thank you for reading my first short story! It's been a fun and rewarding experience learning to write fiction of any sort. I've been a long-time lurker on Literotica and I've always toyed with the idea of writing something for this site. I finally took the plunge and I feel content with the results. I would appreciate any feedback or critici...
Chapter Two The Lady Even though I hadn't known her name until the night before, I'd been watching Greta for a very long time. I suppose it started back when she was pre-adolescent. Along with my duties in hell as head mistress, punishing the souls of the sexually wicked, I was responsible for going to earth at night and finding adulteresses so that I co...
I stroked the brush lightly on the canvas. The color still wasn't perfect, but I had been working on it for two hours now, and was getting irritated. I wrinkled my nose and set down the brush. I've always loved painting, but lately it has seemed more like a chore then a hobby. I have nothing to paint. No inspiration, no muse. I left my small studio and stepp...
Annalin kicked off her tennis shoes and peeled her t-shirt over her head, dropping it on the seat beside her. Her chest, being on the small side of B, didn't need a bra for support so she didn't bother wearing one. She wanted to remove her jeans as well, but since she hadn't worn any sort of underpants she felt that might be pushing her luck. Taking a deep b...