I was so happy when I landed my new job. It was a bit more money and a really nice office filled with quiet cubicles. Although the workplace was nice as far as the furnishings and such, it turned out to be a little strange once I settled in to my work. Although we had a couple dozen people - all like me, cube-dwellers in the mid-twenties age group - no one...
Thank you to Jennifer M. for you decidedly wicked thoughts. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characte...
The fluorescent lights in the library provided scant illumination in the waning hours of the Oklahoma day. In fact, although it was only 6 pm in November, Fumiko could barely see the print on the fluid dynamics textbook in front of her. For all it was worth, the book was like a useless stone slab. She had been using her cell phone to provide some manual ligh...
Well, they say that one should never stereotype, and the five lesbians who stepped out of the taxi clearly didn't conform to anyone's preconceived notion of what a Sapphic night out should look like, although the keen-eyed observer would have spotted that we had covered most of the bases. But, while we may have dressed differently, we were united in a shared...
The end of summer was drawing closer, and Catherine's last summer with her best friend was coming to an end. At least, the kind of summer they had always spent together. Since the eighth grade, they have been two peas in a pod. Catherine and Bea. The dynamic duo. But after school resumed, they would be across the country, two best friends separated by thous...
Summer finally arrived. With it came the usual evenings spent entertaining friends and extra sessions with my students, practicing for weekend recitals. In the long year since I had last spoken to Jordan, I had thrown myself both into teaching and performing, trying hard to eradicate the feel of her kisses and caresses from my memory. After a few attempts to...
Note: I decided to branch out in my writings. There will be more for my Fire in the Hole series, but I am also going to write about true experiences I've had. All my stories are based on actual happenings. Hope you like. Jane moaned softly into her pillow as the pulsing of her clit became an insistent throb. Still half-asleep, her hand slid between her bod...
Charlene's friends arrived about half an hour before the package came. Kumiko was the first to ring the doorbell at Charlene's parents house. Her smile was radiant and the girls hugged and kissed on the cheek. They had been close friends the previous school year but had not seen each other over the summer. Charlene had a round face and was of average height...
I was asked to write this story for a Literotica reader all names bear no resemblance to the reader who requested the story. *** SIAN AND ELISE My cousin Elise and I returned to the car to carry in the last of our stuff. It had been an exhausting five days, and we both breathed deep sighs of relief when the last bags were dumped ceremoniously on the loung...
I watched her picking potatoes out of a box: my potatoes. She was picking them for me. When she had finished with the potatoes, there were tomatoes, oranges, apples, passion fruit, whatever, anything, it didn't matter, because she could pick them for me and while she did that I could watch her. I don't have a vegetable fetish. She could have been picking ou...