December 29th, 2010 Darling, If not for the time in the closet on Christmas Eve I'd have to feel I've been a pretty good husband and lover to you. To be perfectly honest, as I worked in the walk-in closet sorting Christmas gifts, noticed the lights go out and suddenly felt your hands on me, I simply figured you were giving me my Christmas present e...
My dream was coming true. I was breathless with anticipation, wondering if he was going to accept. I thought about my mother and Arthur. How had their courtship gone? How did my mother know that Arthur was the one for her? I knew their marriage wasn't one of convenience and that there was true love there. I saw that when Arthur contracted with Martin Turner...
Before I became employed in the career I am in now there were many days of heartache and sweat. Always wondering where the next meal was coming from, always stressing over what bills to pay and how to give each just enough that hydro, gas, water or cable wouldn't be disconnected. Sometimes I was successful in keeping all utilities on the go and other times I...
It was a nice summer day. Me and my friend Steve watched TV in my flat. Only 2 p.m. and nothing to do – it was a very boring day. Suddenly I heard a tap in the door. I opened it, wondering who it can be. I saw a beautiful young girl. She was blonde, with a nice body, blue eyes and long legs. She was dressed in the short tight red dress, and she was drunk....
Initial Impressions: I should start by warning you that my opinion on this subject is rather biased. I enjoy cheap B movies that are only worthy to be shown on the Sci-Fi (I refuse to call it SyFy) channel. I love Godzilla flicks and cheap monster mashes and really who doesn't love zombies. I'm posting on Literotica which should be a good indication of my fe...
Author's Note - This story is part of the 750 word challenge. - - - - - I shouldn't be here. There are souls to guard, lives to nudge in one direction or another, and yet, I have perched upon this rooftop for nearly a quarter hour, waiting for the tragedy to unfold. Though my heart is heavy, I cannot—will not—intervene, no matter how much I want to. This...
Getting it off my chest again More rants from DirtyJoe Yep it is me again, DirtyJoe. How have you all been? Well I have been pretty darn good lately but that doesn't mean I still don't have issues to discuss. This time I will be asking questions that I hope I get answers too. Does anyone else find the United Nations a little messed up? I mean how do you g...
Greetings Master, Punishment is never a good thing, yet it absolutely corrects negative behavior, hence seems to be a necessary thing. How does it make a slave feel? Heck Master, what does it not make her feel? Yes, girl will do this correct this time, but every story needs a beginning and here is girls. During the journey she takes within her slavery, man...
Full Summary: A modern-day interracial couple's marriage is challenged when they mysteriously end up in the year 1955 in a small Alabama town. ( The couple are from modern day). Author's Note: I am aware that I am posting this story on a website dedicated to erotic literature but this story will go into much depth without a primary focus on just sex. Yes, t...
Dear Baby; Since I can not face you in person I thought I would write you a letter to say sorry for everything I have done. I know I hurt you and I am stupid. What can you expect from a dumb male? I never use my head when I am left with choices and that is something I have to work on. I didn't mean to hurt you because you mean everything to me. She was jus...