Waking up the next morning was different than any other morning. Today I woke up and my first thought was to whether I had dreamt the events of last night. This certainly wasn't my bed and this certainly wasn't my bedroom. I looked over to the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was 7:30 in the morning. Outside, the first rays of sunlight were peering throu...
Prologue She was a virgin when we married. Of course, this was a time just before the sexual revolution that decreed that virginity was something to be fixed as quickly as possible. Today, young girls are actually ashamed of their hymens and are teased by their peers of they are thought to be virgins. In 1959 I was a twenty-two year-old second class petty...
Submitted here is a reworking of an earlier piece posted to the now-defunct blog I mentioned in the description to the last item I placed here at Literotica. With apologies for being so engaged with the characters and their pecadilloes in the story I am currently working on, I have taken a brief break to---I hope---improve this story of a female doctor's int...
SATURDAY EVENING (AT THE GAME) "So, where are we supposed to meet your friends?" Cori asked as they got out of the SUV. Immediately, heads turned and whistles and cat-calls could be heard from the throng of people milling around the outside of the stadium. There were plenty of gorgeous, sexily dressed babes scampering around on this southern campus, but non...
This is the account of an incident that occurred to my then 24-year-old uncle, Mike, late in May, in London. Mike and his fiancée, Alice, are principals in the series Alice, My Uncle and Me, and Cross-Country with My Uncle. He got on at the Knightsbridge tube station. He was remarkably good looking, after the English fashion. Trim, close to six feet, probab...
This story is intended to be read after the one Joanie Discovers her Exhibitionism. But it can be read independently. After my first semester freshman year, exhausted from finals, and still reeling from losing my virginity and engaging in (what I considered to be) outrageous sexual experiences with Mike and his roommates, winter break (also known as Christ...
This is my fifth installment on my first submission. This chapter is from the point of view of Paul Beckson again. I would like to thank Redwing2655, LKHooker, and MarionRed for their editing help. I hope you enjoy. ***** Saturday 5:20PM , 10/21/2006, 8 hours prior to the end of chapter 04 ***** It was signed and done! I, Paul Beckson, was longer married t...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter Twenty-One – Yearning ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yearning is the desire you feel for the one you love. Longing is the lust you feel when you lie to yourself and call it love. "A Fool's Book of Wisdom" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She placed the pen back into the drawer, folded the paper in half and then placed it before her in th...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to rozezwild for her editing to make this a better story. * I love surprises. I always have. Christmas morning was always full of surprises. There were surprises on my birthday. Somet...
This is a revamped story from my previous username "newfavorite" I changed this one a lot. There is a lot of buildup to this story, in the end the predominant theme is humiliation and revenge, there is very little sex. I have already started on a sequel, but I don't know if this story necessitates it. ***** ***I: Two Lovers In Rags*** Into the Wicked King...