I tend bar in an upper middle-class lounge in the best neighborhood in the city. I've been a bartender for ten years and have worked in several bars but this one is the nicest by far. Tending bar isn't rocket science but I enjoy it. The hours are long but the work isn't difficult and I meet some nice people. Several months ago I met some of the nicest people...
My wife Nancy Jean and I have been married just over seven years. Seven good years. We both had decent jobs, made good money, a horde of friends and middle class suburban lifestyle. Nothing great, nothing extraordinary. I suspect we were a fairly normal couple in most respects, even in the sex department. It surely wasn't as active as when we were dating,...
She knew exactly what she was doing. She knew exactly how she wanted to dress tonight, and she knew what kind of effect it was going to have on them. The group of guys she's going out with will just chalk it up to her flirtatious personality......and her overcharged sex drive. Knee high leather boots, tight mid-thigh mini-skirt, and a tight, plunging neckl...
There was an assortment of eclectic regulars at the coffeehouse I owned. The Hipster Café was in fact the hippest place in the East Village. Some would dare pronounce it the hippest place to down java in all of Manhattan. We had fun. Sure we worked hard, but it was always fun opening our stage to anybody who wanted to perform. Nobody who played there was eve...
His hands weren't shaking anymore. His breathing steady but deep and hypnotic. He wasn't scared anymore; he was something else. James felt himself consumed with an almost white hot desire burning from deep within his being. It had almost complete control of him now and James didn't care anymore. When James was a teenager, after graduating high school, he m...
We were off to Mexico for a long weekend of sun, fun and frolic. We've been married for about six months and Sue had completed her degree work and I was nearing completion in law school. We felt that we deserved a break. My wife and I were in our early to mid twenties and heading for our first get-away. As we disembarked from the plane and cleared customs,...
Jess's short, dark red hair bobbed in the mirror, framed by the steam from the shower, as Erik slid into her from behind. She gripped the sides of vanity, wincing with delight as she felt her boyfriend pushing inside her. "So you ARE turned on by the idea?" she whispered, gasping a little as he thrusted, knocking over one of the makeup bottles that'd been...
I picked a spot in the hotel bar, feeling a bit conspicuous. After all, I'm a bit more Harley than Hilton and have a few rough edges, not exactly a common sight in the financial district. I had just gotten my first bourbon on the rocks when she came strutting into the room. I wasn't alone in my appreciation for the redhead; it seemed every eye in the house w...
(Author's note: This story is an official entry into the 2009 Literotica Winter Holidays writing contest. I hope you enjoy this tale, and please read all the other entries. There's a lot of good talent on this site. Happy Holidays, and please don't forget to vote.) * * * * I find it funny that the same music which makes you cringe when you start hearing it...
Chapter 1 What on earth was Charles thinking? I was only giving him some good-hearted teasing, and then he challenged me with this bet. And the result seems to be pretty obvious. No offense to Charles, but there is no way he could win. There had to be some trick, and Charles was always the clever one. And the worst part is, there is no walking back from thi...