They'd been together for some years, slowly revealing their hottest fantasies to each other. She had surprisingly dark, kinky desires which he knew she'd love to realise. After lots of dirty bedroom talk and hot sex as they discussed her needs, they agreed to try it! A week passed and Saturday night finally came; tonight was the night. They parked in the si...
I knew he was a killer. There was no doubt. I was across the street, outside the restaurant, when I saw him. I saw his face just briefly when he lit his cigarette, the flame reflected against his black skin. Then he vanished and the alley went back to darkness. "Well, I think I got that squared away," said Harold, marching out of the restaurant behind me....
Foreword: I know a lot of literotica stories often claim to be a true story. While you may doubt the truthfulness of those claims, be certain that this is 100% based on a true story. *** Sean stumbled into the street drunk as hell. He and some friends had decided to celebrate their new fake i.d.'s by getting hammered at the local bars. Being only 19 they...
I was new in town. A fresh new face transplanted from middle-Canada to the coolness of England. My company had transferred me across the Atlantic to head up a new project for them and this was my first night in my new flat. Unfortunately, there was no furniture to speak of yet, they wouldn't be arriving for another day or two. It was just me, the luggage I w...
Early the next evening, Elena stopped by the warehouse she and the guys had purchased and were using as their base of operations. She waved at Jake, who was seated at his usual spot in front of his computer, and then headed towards the workshop area in the back. She nodded to Max, who smiled and nodded back as he worked on some new item. "So Elena, how'd th...
Author's Acknowledgment: A big thank-you to Literotica user Jack_Meehoff for input that inspired this story. ____ The shithole tavern where I work is really busy tonight. There's a haze of smoke that fogs the dim, dingy bar. I see you sitting over there at that table in the corner of my section like you do every Friday night. You're eyeing me like I'm the...
Sally had shown up for her session early again, so like always, Mildred instructed her to wait in her therapist's bureau. Dr. Allen finished "washing up" in the restroom. Making his way back down the hall to his office, he contemplated his next appointment with anticipation. He was surprised to walk in and find his patient in tears. Admittedly though, the...
I The Rogue * * * * Were you to look up the definition of the word scoundrel, I'm sure you'd come across an image of one Sarah Kettar. As beautiful as she is devious-- and rest assured, she is quite beautiful-- I'm convinced Isira herself blushed when she made this half-elven harbinger of chaos and lust. Some of the other members of the temple have taken...
Wyxt stands at the edge of the alleyway before Blacktung, the light-blue, somewhat purple skinned half-troll peering at him intently with that fiery red gaze. One hand rests lightly on her nearly completely exposed breasts, the mail chestpiece, as usual, not doing much to hide them from oogling eyes. Her other hand scritches, lightly, behind the ears of her...
I met this girl once upon a time. Completely hit it off with her on what pretty much amounted to chance. I mean, who could have predicted the situation through which we initially met. That situation led to one thing and then another and now I can barely keep up with her as she jumps through all of these hoops on her own dragging me with her. Some of them hav...