I hate bars. I always have. There's nothing for me there. I'm in introvert by nature. There are a lot of introverts who love bars. They go in introverted, but a few drinks later, they're as friendly and obnoxious as they come. Not me. I don't drink. I go in sober and uncomfortable. The longer I'm there, the louder and dumber everyone else gets. I just stay...
You have been dreaming about this day for years. Every woman does from the time they are a little girl. Maybe it's all the Disney movies or the Barbie and Ken dolls that they play with, but they all have the same dream, the same fantasy. One day their Knight in Shining Armor, their Prince Charming will fall in love with them at first sight, sweeping them off...
My name is Oscar Cooke. This is a story of something that happened a couple of years ago which caused me tremendous anguish and heartache although the good thing, if such is possible, is that I found out about it just before my wedding and not after. Other people close to me were adversely affected by this event, so it was quite far reaching and damaging. A...
This is the tenth installment of the sexual journey of an 18-year-old music student, Clare. In the first installment, she was hired by the husband and wife team of escort agency owners who discover during some sexual high jinx that she is still a virgin. In the second, she set out in a limo on her first appointment with her new escort name, "Celeste," with a...
Married cyber friend gives the wrong advice to longtime bachelor newlywed. * My cyber friend, Jack, is a voyeur and so am, I guess. I never knew I was, until Jack told me that I was. He lives on the other side of the world, England or Australia, I figure, by some of the phrases he uses and the times of day that we correspond. It's always late when he write...
I have been reading Literotica stories for several years now, and have always been most turned on by the wife watching and wife threesome stories that are listed as true; some are probably not totally true but are fun anyway. After reading so many, I finally got up the nerve to share one of our true adventures, everything is as true as I can remember, though...
AS ALWAYS, A COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY TRUE STORY: Forgive me if this doesn't make the best reading material. I certainly have better stories to tell in the future, but seeing as I'm writing them in chronological order, this needs to be my second story. Also the events that occurred on this day played a pivotal role in giving me the sexuality I have today. I k...
I lay in the bathtub, watching steam rise from the warm water. I should have felt relaxed, but I did not. I waited apprehensively. Nothing could calm my nerves. Not the dozen candles that lit the bathroom. Not even the New Age CD that filled the room with the comforting sound of the ocean washing against the shore. The door opened and Mrs. Hanson, my 4th gr...
Chapter 21 - A First Date. Epilog: Months Later Samantha let herself into the girls' apartment with the key they'd given her about two o'clock on Sunday afternoon. She was wearing her casual shorts and top, along with the expensive-looking sequined sandals the others had 'approved' during the dress and 'date' tutorial and critique with her Saturday morning...
Ever since we'd gotten engaged, I'd been teasing my fiancé, Julie, about how much I was looking forward to my bachelor party and hinting at the wild events that would likely take place. She would usually pout, telling me I didn't need to have one. The thought of me and a few of my friends drinking and watching x-rated movies didn't bother her much, but she...