**A work of erotic fiction. If you like it, please comment! It encourages me to write more. ** ***** Night. Inky darkness seemed to pour in through the windows, broken only by city lights shining from far below and the immense twinkling of the stars above. Quiet steps echoed slowly through the penthouse; a soft padding, the sound of carefully placed bare f...
My birth name is Bethany Parker, but I recently changed it to Anisah Amal to Anwar reflect a change in my identity. I am an English-born Caucasian woman and a former atheist and former feminist who converted to Islam. It shocked a lot of my friends and family members, especially since for many years I raged against the very idea of organized religion. Now I...
In the morning Timmy woke up from a deep sleep. He slept soundly through the night after drinking mommy's milk. Timmy was disappointed, for he realized mommy had not raped him last night. He looked up into the mirrored ceiling and saw his small body, as he lay naked in a sea of silk sheets, comforters, and down filled pillows that covered a bed well beyond k...
The following is a true story and I have done my best not to exaggerate even the smallest detail: Friday, October 10, 2014. 12:00 AM After weeks of talking and getting comfortable I decided to visit my new... friend. Brenda intrigued me beyond the normal sexual attraction I have with beautiful women. There is a connection between us that I am only just be...
Ricky and the Reverend exchanged glances and watched as she walked away. "She is one hot babe." The Reverend commented and Ricky just nodded his head knowingly and said, "Yep." They exchanged a little small talk and before long she returned, gave a little twirl on her heels and leaned over the Reverend and gave him a deep kiss. This one was much longer and m...
100 vanilla scented candles placed at random around the room. An expensive bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon and M&M's to accentuate the flavour. On the floor a large padded mat and towels. And on the stereo Enigma playing at just the right volume. Outside, snow and wind and ice whirl about with fiendish fury. Shrieking, sighing, roaring, writhing—Winter's song...
'Hi honey, take a seat and relax.' When you finally arrived home after a long day at work, all you wanted to do was crash on the couch in front of the television. But that was not going to happen tonight. I have greeted you at the door, wearing nothing but stay up stockings and a short chemise that barely covers my pale little butt. I kiss you deeply and t...
This is my first submission would love feedback good and bad special thanks to DragonSlayer_OK for with out you my story would not be worth posting. You were very very helpful. * My husband, Dave and I have been married now, for about a year now. We are very happy, our sex life had been great, but still we wanted more. We have talked about having another w...
How To Deal With... So, you've finally gotten your story posted on Literotica. First, my congratulations to you. For authors -- those who live for it, those who dabble, or those who are just testing the waters -- it's an accomplished feeling, right? If you're like me, you're never completely satisfied with how it turns out, but that finished project has a w...
It will work. It will work. It will work. It's got to work! Maribeth Sullivan kept mentally chanting her mantra as her knitting needles clicked together, weaving the basic stockinette pattern that would become Adam's scarf. Blocks of bright colors stretched across her lap, then dropped to the floor, just resting on the tops of her feet. Just a bit more and...