The room was silent, except for the ticking of the clock and the hard-soled shoes on the hard word floor. The constant tick, tick, tick, was maddening in her ears as she lay tied and blindfolded to the huge four poster bed. The silk scarf around her eyes was soft as it caressed her skin and was tied delicately off to the side so the knot would not be uncomfo...
Penny sat drinking her cup of tea in the quaint little cafe. She kept glancing to the window, looking for the man she was waiting to meet for the first time, but all she saw was the bustling market square in this, normally, sleepy village. It was a very picturesque setting for what she hoped would be a perfect first meeting. The man she was waiting for had s...
This story is the sequel to “Toys, Toys, Toys in the Attic”. Arrangements for the kids are complete. Reservations for the hotel and ferry made. All that’s left to do is pack and go. Paula has been on her best behavior for the last week, not that she is normally difficult, but she has been especially nice to me lately. Planning a weekend away alone together...
It was another depressing morning for Roger Jones. He had got the bus, like he did every weekday morning, at 8:25am; a cool breeze running over his closely shaved head as he stepped on. Ten minutes weaving around housing estates, then onto a main road and at the end was his stop - off he got, a two minute walk around the corner, through the gates to his offi...
The stories in the "Celebrity" section of Literotica are all fictional parodies - none are true, nor are they approved of by the celebrities named in the stories. Authors write these fictitious stories about famous people for the same reason that Larry Flynt made fun of Jerry Falwell, because they can. The Supreme Court of the United States, the country wher...
Magdalena Shaw was feeling a bit whistful. She had been doing nothing all morning and had planned to do nothing until John came home, but she was starting to get bored with it. Suddenly the doorbell rang. She hoped the maid would answer it. She was awfully busy doing nothing after all. After the fourteenth ring, she realized that the maid was busy with the a...
She was obsessed with the old lighthouse. She did not know if it was its blatant phallic form or the white light on the top – now extinguished – or something else, but it held a siren call for her. When she mentioned it would be nice to watch fireworks from it, he said with exasperation, "You want a lighthouse? I'll GIVE you a lighthouse AND fireworks. Oh y...
Jan met Amanda at the last cooking class she took at Whole Foods. They made an instant connection and had a great time in each others company. The class she was taking tonight, she really wanted to learn how to cook something for Matthew, veal, and wanted to learn how to do it well. They met at class, as agreed on the phone. They had a great time in class,...
What a difference a year makes. In fact, what a difference a week makes. Let me explain. My husband Steve and I met in college. He was majoring in Criminal Justice and I was finishing a Bachelors of Nursing. I am a year older than Steve and as such a year ahead of him in college. We married shortly after I started working at the hospital and Steve was a s...
Any feedback would be appreciated! The ticking clock and her own shallow breaths were the only noises in the hot attic room. Motes of dust played in the bright light behind her where the sun shone in through the skylight. She could watch the dust drifting and tumbling in the mirror that had been placed in front of her. Her mind drifted past them, beyond the...