With a short sigh, the young woman cast one last glance into the sole mirror in her one-bedroom, cramped student apartment. As the garrish mix of car horns began to build up outside her fourth floor window into the usual cacophony of the morning rush hour, Mukta knew she was running late. She ran her fingertips through her long, straight tresses, and gazed...
Over the next few days, I found myself thinking more and more about Cathy out there painting looking at all the naked guys. I tried not to let it distract me at work, but it was tough. For her part, Cathy hardly ever brought up the subject herself. It was me and my curiosity that was to blame. And, her response to my questions typically renewed my sense of e...
I pulled out of the driveway thankful it was Friday. I like my job but I sure appreciate the end of the week, Fridays are normally fairly relaxed, even better. I had a tinge of excitement lingering from this morning's conversation that reminded me that work today would be far from the norm. I was looking forward to it in a mischievous way. It was fun going t...
Carol was an employee with a travel agency and she is into lot of traveling due to the nature of her job. Once on such a trip she experienced a pain sort of thing near her tummy area and thus she decided to consult a doctor to express he problem. An appointment was fixed with Dr.Rodriguez to meet at 6'o clock in the evening. Dr.Rodriguez was a famous doctor...
I remember that I had many true friends during primary and high school days. At that time I couldn't understand their love. Even though I ignored them completely. It was one of the biggest mistakes of my life. One reason behind this was, I couldn't see my need for anyone at that time and I was lacking maturity. I was too absorbed in my family problems. Now I...
Why not give the gift of music this holiday season? Here is a list for you to review and perhaps find something that will suit someone on your list. Swing Set by Ani DiFranco If you have not yet had the pleasure of being introduced to Ani's music, let me recommend this small but lovely CD as a beginning step. Why I choose this particular release of all of...
Time froze briefly. He looked at his hand as it rested on her stomach. The contrast of his dark skin against her smooth whiteness was nothing he hadn't seen before, but it seemed different to him this time. Warmer. More inviting. He glanced at her, but thought for a moment that she could read his mind, so he turned away. If his skin had been lighter, she cou...
This is a nonfiction story. I'm writing it in regards to all of the negative feedback from readers that read my words just to criticize me for the stories I write. But before I begin, I wonder why anyone would read a story that appalls him. I'm sure that you can't tell me that you don't get off on my words. So see if you can get off on these. So in answe...
As they walked back to the road, Marie suddenly stopped; her face taking on a funny expression. "I don't know you're name." It seemed as if she was mulling a problem over in her head, not simply asking for a name. "It's Michael, Ma'am." "Oh, don't call me Ma'am! My name is Marie. Marie DeSouza." She sounded shocked that anyone would call her Ma'am at her...
Well here it goes. I have thought about this for some time, but now I have decided to just go ahead and go for it. After reading stories here at Literotica for many years, I have decided to submit my own. But my stories are different from many of the others read here. The difference is that mine are real. I started exploring my sexuality at a young age. I h...