She had this look, a look of wanting more, needing more. I could see the hunger in her eyes. They pierced through me like a well sharpened knife. Her touch was soft as we sat on her sofa. I knew what it was that she wanted and it would be only a matter of time before she took it from me. She lusted to be touched like no man had touched her before. All her d...
Chapter 02: The Text Messages "So, she sent me that message and it was the beginning of one of the hottest exchanges I've ever had, if not THE hottest. By the end, she had me in such disarray, it would have been difficult to explain to anyone had they walked in. I probably looked like I just got fucked by an army." I said, feeling my blood temperature rise....
Over the following weeks, Annie, Jen, and frequently Terri engaged in more exciting and lewd behavior together. Yet, Annie also found she had a wandering eye and desire for other younger females. It was shortly after Jen's encounter with the young shop clerk Maggie that Annie began to realize how much she wanted to explore these other avenues, just like her...
As my brother drove our Winnebago up the driveway past the Our Little Secret sign, I silently asked myself, "Aurora, are you sure you want to stay at this spooky old Victorian Inn?" I assured myself how intriguing it all sounded in that story I'd been following in Literotica. After all, we needed a little R&R before we initiated our next group of prodigies....
"Don't turn around," a voice said firmly. The sound of running water filled the silence completely and she held her breath, facing the showerhead. The curtain of the shower ran open behind her and then closed again - the runners clicking against each other metallically. Two hands were placed on her shoulders, as if to give a shoulder rub, but they just hung...
I'm losing her. My hands are clammy and I wipe them on my shirt tails. I should be standing up, but I have no presentation and try to gesticulate meaningfully. Nervously, I've started my pitch in a voice too high, and instead of clearing my throat and starting over, I continue chirping through my rehearsed lines. She's no longer with me, scrolling on her ta...
Smokey Saga #59: "Housekeeping!" ***** Here's an intriguing little yarn I originally spun in 2007. For whichever reason or another, I've been going through earlier things of mine lately—I guess because I like these stories (though having written them myself, I'm a bit biased), and being able to make the characters lesbians and have them girl-play togethe...
She's just terrible the way she is. She knows all my secrets and she just loves to use them against me. We were just driving around and enjoying the warm night air, drinking coffee and listening to the stereo playing quietly as we talked over the breeze rushing by. We had only been going out for a couple of weeks now. We'd been flirting like crazy all night...
It was time for my annual breast exam, the only day where groping and prodding is most unwelcome and extremely uncomfortable. It is weird having professional hands upon your body, not seducing or tempting one to enjoy another's human touch. One body claiming another. I lay cold upon the examining table, paper crinkling beneath me. A thin white sheet was ca...
Darkness creeps unrestricted, engulfing me in it's velvety arms, undulating, caressing- consuming. I lay flat on the bed, the silence overwhelming, and then, myself, my ragged breath, the pounding of my heart, the sinuous sliding of my skin on the sheets, my legs, up and down... up, and down, rubbing, pressing together, anything to ease the delicious tension...