I was running late as usual. You would be here any minute and I was just stepping out of the shower onto the cold, slick tile floor. I took a towel from the shelf, snapped it open and began furiously drying myself. I walked out of the steam clouded bathroom and into the big bedroom. The air was much cooler and my nipples crunched and hardened into tight peak...
Lost In England A short story about two young American women on holiday in England. The eldest is a little arrogant and rather fall of herself. The younger one is relying on her older friend to look after her and give her a good time. The holiday is going well until they upset a gang of female bikers. ***** It had been one of those days! Melissa’s holiday...
This is a continuation of my story The Stacks My head was spinning as I locked up the library and drove home that evening. Natalie's note left no doubt that she had planned her moves so I would watch her masturbating back in the stacks. She had been completely successful: I had willingly allowed her to lure me into being her audience. And if she had intende...
Hi All: Although I am a non-fiction writer/editor, this is my first Literotica submission, my first attempt at fiction. I welcome all construction feedback/suggestions. ***** She offered me a ride just as I reached the sidewalk outside the building where the interesting talk about women and pay equity had taken place. She looked OK, nice in fact. It was e...
I just discovered literotica this summer. I was saddened to find so many of my favorite authors had given up writing some time ago. So many stories on literotica beg for continuations. Virtually every story of Colleen Thomas and a whole host of lesbian writers captured my attention to the point that I've plotted out the events of sequels in my mind. I corr...
I am Katie, a 19 y/o soccer player, and this is about my coach and me. ****** Jen had enjoyed coaching this group of girls on their club soccer team. They were very talented and hard-working and had put together a successful season, finishing first in their division and were excited for the playoffs. She had coached girls in this age group before, but neve...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** Our Albert-Preston University cheer team does community service and special appearances during the school year. Sometimes it's a new business opening or some civic event in our small college town but mostly it is some sort of goodwill appearance. Hospitals, grade schools, nursing ho...
Leanne came in through the door and saw Angela was making coffee in the kitchen. Quietly she crept in and lifted Angela's hair, brushing her lips across the back of her neck. She cupped her breasts and rubbed her erect nipples through her thin tee shirt, continuing to kiss Angela's neck. She gently nipped her shoulder and pressed a little harder on Angela's...
In the park, we drink the wine right from the bottle and stretch out on our backs on the pine needles. "You got any kids?" she says. "No." "I'm never having kids," she says. My fingers are cold, but when I touch her, she smiles again. I slide my hands across her stomach, so smooth and warm. I think about life growing inside, under my hand, and we stay lik...
Natalie settled into her overstuffed armchair, pulled close to the small space heater. The wind howled, rattling the windows as it rattled Natalie's nerves. Sipping hot tea, she stared at her journal opened before her. This was Winter Solstice, the longest night of the year, and she had been spending the evening focusing on the fact that she was alone, and h...