Author's note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recen...
Over coffee Sunday morning I knew my problem was eliminated when I yelled at Kara. The tension was gone yet I sighed as my eyes remained focused upon the same black mark on the way. The price was my valued friendship with Kara. Before a raging fire in den I curled up on the sofa. Tears welled up. Much of what was said needed to be said, but said differently...
This is the longest story, and most autobiographical, I have ever submitted. The story is actually a sexual travelogue that I hope to continue through several different countries and experiences that I am familiar with while developing the characters. Because of the length involved I have broken the story down into chapters, something I have not done in my p...
I walked through the doorway to the hotel bar and began scanning the crowd. I was curious to see how the local talent was shaping up tonight. My left hand began to itch, specifically my left ring finger, so I idly scratched the pale band at the base as I let my gaze slide across the room. I took a couple of steps into the darkened bar, glanced at the rectan...
Have you ever met someone and had an immediate, almost overwhelming desire for them? Well that happened to me with Suzanne. A few years ago Suzanne and I had a short, incredibly intense relationship or was it an affair? It had all started casually and innocently enough and I never thought it would go as far as it did. I got to know Suzanne through an eroti...
I suppose that all of us have at least one crazy relative. For me, it was my mom's brother, my Uncle Josh. My Uncle Josh was a barrel of laughs, the guy who was always the life of the party. His philosophy of life boiled down to one simple thought: Living is just a short trip to the grave, so you might as well enjoy what you can along the way. To say he enj...
This short story takes place around Halloween, or as it was called in the old days, All Hallows Eve. Many people, especially those who lived in the Emerald Isles, believed that on that night witches gathered to dance around their bonfires and worship the old gods. Because of the significance of the day and the fact that there was often extra effort to root o...
This is the fourth in a series of stories that describe the few times my wife has uncharacteristically exposed herself in public. If you have read the previous three stories you might think she is a wanton exhibitionist, but it really is the furthest thing from the truth. In our day to day lives she goes out of her way to wear oversized clothes to disguise h...
Two women, one blond and one brunette, perfectly shaped for male adoration, sat in a bar overlooking the Mediterranean, on a night full of stars. They sipped their drinks and watched the lights of the boats as they bobbed by. The summer evening was astoundingly hot which large fans battled with minimal success, and the women wore tube tops with their shorts...
She'd been popular in school and managed some college... almost graduated. She'd always been told that she was pretty... and had a great figure. She was funny and enjoyed people. Her personality made friends easily. She was a hard worker... and she'd always been sensual. That does not mean easy or promiscuous. She'd had boyfriends and enjoyed many of the sa...