I lost control of my body at 5:46 p.m. Central Standard Time. That, it turned out, was the very instant that the sun dipped below the horizon. Not that anybody saw it, of course. It had been a miserable day, with the wind coming straight off the lake and blowing the rain sideways. By the time I got back home—home temporarily being an apartment owned by my c...
Chapter Nine It was nearly midnight when Skyler put her key in the lock of her family home's front door. She was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to make it to her room, where she could collapse into her bed. But Skyler knew that wasn't likely to happen. She could see the television on in the house's front room and figured her mother was sitting up wa...
THE WORKOUT I'd been working out in my gym for about an hour, in the middle of some cool-down stretches, when I was interrupted by my sub, Holly. "I have a gift for you, Mistress Dana," she said playfully. She was right behind me. I opened my eyes and found myself looking straight up her skirt, her panty-covered pussy staring right back at me. Holly was a l...
Kristin Campbell was filled with anxiety as she sat in Professor Wilson's office. The 20 year old junior had failed two out of the last three statistics exams and hoped the educator would show some leniency, or perhaps better -- favoritism, as she approached the last couple months of the semester. She had heard through numerous girlfriends that the professor...
I first met Mindy two years ago when she was hired to be the new English teacher. As I should have expected, her wonderful breasts would lead her to a sexually charged relationship with our most notorious power-hungry PTA mom. It was mid-December at the time. Most people think that schools close down completely during the winter break, but that's not true....
The Interview: From 'Investigative Journalism' (I hope the shifts in POV in this story won't be confusing. After the introduction, each of Denise's adventures are told in third person, as though they have been transcribed after the interview to that point of view.) The young red-haired woman looked dubiously at the tape-recorder resting on the coffee table...
From the darkness of sweet oblivion she awakened to gnawing pain. It took her some time to realize she was lying on the floor in the living room. She tried to sit up, but a lancing pain her side nearly caused her to scream. When she did manage to sit up she had to hold her arm tightly to her side, there was no doubt in her mind that ribs were broken. Her lef...
I'm lying in bed mid-afternoon daydreaming trying to catch forty winks after a gruelling nightshift, almost deliriously tired but still can't seem to drift off to sleep. I feel wired, buzzed, but I can't quite put my finger on why. I try putting my finger downstairs to relieve some tension but even orgasmic release seems to be just beyond me at the moment. I...
This story is a collaboration with a new friend I met on Literotica. Due to personal reasons, he could no longer contribute to the site. After reading all of the delightful stories of iraussieguy, I couldn't resist working with him on this story. I hope you enjoy it. The symphony ended and the audience in the concert hall erupted with a standing ovation fo...
Note: All individuals involved in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age. This story contains the themes of cheating and lesbian activities so if such things offend you, you may want to move on. Please note this is mainly a romance and is a slow build. If you're looking for sex every page this isn't your kind of story. There is ample s...