I don't usually take baths, but on holiday I sometimes do. I am lying in one now, feeling supple and sensual. I think back over the day, as I soap my arms and legs. It was spent primarily on the beach. I felt so free and sexy, sitting there in just my swimming shorts - topless bathing makes me so confident and aroused. Lots of people looked at me today - d...
This story is fictional and written solely for the entertainment of Adult readers. * * * * * Cindy was a 19-year-old freshman in college. Having grown up in a small Midwestern rural community she was down home girl next door type of person. She felt her life was boring and dull and therefore opted to attend a West Coast college in search of a more exciting...
It's late your day was long and frustrating, your car gets a flat just a few blocks from home. Kicking the wretched thing you go to the corner bar and stop for that long awaited drink. Walking in you see the same dingy furniture; inhale the stale scent of beer, cigarettes and despair. Finding that lonely booth in the corner close to the back door and bathroo...
Erotica 9 - She Knows What She Wants It's only noon, but she already knows what she wants. It's all she can think about. Verifying and completing thee fucking reports is driving her nuts! At two-fifteen she takes her break and heads straight to the Lady's Room and takes the handicapped stall - its extra size is handy sometimes. She slowly, deliberately un...
'Great job everyone, let's do notes." the director called. 'I just have to run to the loo." she said as she dashed out and up the stairs. She had to get away for a minute to try and calm herself down. Her "little crush" on the actor playing directly opposite her had grown in strength from week to week, not helped at all by the writing of the play, which in...
I woke up with a slight headache. My wife wasn't in bed. I had a boy's night out and got home late. My buddies are late forties and early fifties. We don't party like rock stars anymore, but we do talk ourselves into one more beer. We all became boring dads. Even more boring than our own dads. We rarely get out, but it was Charlie's birthday. He's recently d...
I wrote this story while watching the Philadelphia Eagles lose. It came to me as a fantasy that I would love to live. Please enjoy but don't plagiarize my work. *** "Why are the Eagles so bad this year, Daddy?" Brie said. "Aren't they the champions?" Tom grumbled, "I don't understand it either, little girl." and his face grimaced. Brie knew her Daddy wa...
Author's Note: Greetings fellow lover of erotic fiction. This is my Holiday 2018 Contest entry. Please take the time to enjoy all the entries. They're really pretty great. This is a work of fiction. It would be best if you just suspend disbelief and enjoyed it. This is a work of fantasy. Time is compressed. This is a short story by Lit standards; just u...
"And still life pushes on With or without you We've got to carry on Our will will guide us to A place where we belong Know there lies the truth I am the believer who gives purpose unto you" ― Dream Theater Conversation at the bar was strained. Darrell sported twin hearing aids, and Betty was less talkative than a Mafia informant given the ultimatum:...
Written as a 1000 word short story contest entry, all of the participants were 58 years of age or older at the time the events depicted took place. A 'Mile High Club' story reject. *** In the beginning general aviation was homebuilt aircraft and more popularly bargain basement priced World War One military surplus. As the availability of surplus dried up...