It was the first evening that the weather had been warm enough so I opened my curtains and then the sliding window and stepped out onto my balcony. The fresh, Spring air was a tonic and I placed my glass of wine on the balcony table and sat in the rattan chair and revelled in the view of the rooftops of the city. I'd left the lights off in my sitting room to...
Fannie stumbles and stumbles through the foggy darkness, having no sense of direction at all. She couldn't remember how she can get to this situation, she just wants to run away from it all... Her body clad only in her black satin panties, tired and violated, her senses in a state of confusion... She needed help, but who could help her right now? This eeri...
Megan opened the door to her apartment. Friday at last, and she planned on enjoying an entire weekend of doing nothing. The smell of a freshly baked cake greeted her dainty nose. Faye was home. Oh well... at least she would be in her room the entire weekend. Megan knew her roomie had just purchased an ounce of marijuana, which always meant an entire weekend...
I haven't been writing on literotica for long, but I've been inundated with a great deal of positive feedback and a little constructive criticism. Thank you. One note today grabbed my attention more than any of the others. It was sent to me anonymously, but I would have liked to thank this reader for his or her inspirational, motivational, and thoughtful w...
Until I met her, I never considered myself bi-curious. But now, well you have to meet Ashley to understand. I met her in a chat room, and as chats would go everyone was aware of the fact that she was a lesbian, who happened to be into a D/s lifestyle. She was tough as nails and did not mess around and made it very clear she was only interested in women. I c...
The cloaked shape skirted across the square between St. Giles and the dark Parliament House before crossing the cobblestones of the Royal Mile. The Castle towered at the top of the hill, guarding the Firth of Forth. Far below, the windows of Holyrood Palace, barely visible at the foot of the steep slope, flickered with candlelight. The shadow stepped into th...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 10 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. MAKING UP FOR NEGLECTING 9 I felt bad for 9 since I had spent...
At the bar on a crowded early Friday night, Lauren sat across from Julia at a private booth away from all the mingling couples, watching all the other women at their table suspiciously. She leaned back on her left elbow to take in the crowd that Julia assured would be discreet. But that didn't matter really; Lauren was perturbed at her first encounter in wha...
(After a six months silence, I assumed I would never hear from Dee again. Then, one morning I opened my mail box and found this! I couldn't believe my eyes!) Sarah, I read many of your stories this week, alone in my hotel room during a training course. I had been so proud of myself, I managed to stop the most amazing sexy time I'd ever had, my career was...
A huge thank you goes out to washingtonstatecowboy for editing and overall help; thanks for reading and enjoy! Also, both girls are old enough to consent. Claire couldn't help but laugh as her friend fell and got a face full of snow. Claire and Cat, two long-time friends, were unsuccessfully trying their hand at skiing while at Whistler Resort in Canada....