Here is the other version of Rita's Bet that I had mentioned I was working on. When I had first though about the premise for Rita's Bet I was undecided about where to take the story. There were two possibilities that appealed to me. While writing the first idea (published as Rita's Bet) I decided to write the second premise too when I finished, and this is t...
Hello there, I hope you enjoy this, this is the first series in what I hope will be a collection of wrestling-focused erotic literature. I have seven different series in mind to start which hopefully will all be unique and interesting. Also, admittedly, this is my first time writing a full-length piece of fanfiction/erotica, so I hope it's not too bad. Anywa...
Chapter 1 "I lost a bet," said Emma, looking like a mixture of disappointment and apprehension. The girl had just arrived at her friend Sam's bedroom in a warm afternoon, sitting on the bed. They both lived in the same apartment complex, among many other folks their age. "What?" Sam asked, perplexed. "What kind of bet? What did you lose?" "Well..." Emma...
Authors Note: During 2005 and 2006, I submitted twenty-one, mostly well received stories to Literotica, under another name. My life has changed since then and thought my writing would too, so I picked a new name. New name, new writing style, right? Fortunately or unfortunately, my writing style has stayed the same. If you don't like dominant men/married slu...
I knew I had to reassert control over the situation. While I had to admit it had been exciting to get this much attention from all the men I had been working with, things had progressed so quickly. On occasion is might be ok to be a little naughty, but I had to set parameters. I arrived to our isolated little room at work a few minutes early but found I was...
Based on a true story... It all started with a bet. Booze, and a little harmless flirting, and a stupid, stupid bet. I had a feeling when I moved in it would be trouble. I like living with roommates, and I like living with guys - no passive aggressive notes, no simmering resentments, if they're pissed they'll just fucking tell you. Sure, I've had a little...
Thank you for the many positive remarks. Despite the early morning hours which I had snuck down to the system to work on the submission and subsequently left several typos and mistakes the patience that you expressed (for the most part that is ) is much appreciated. A little background for this is as such: The wager is true. I lost a bet for the purpose of a...
This past weekend, as most of the last week or so has been, was unseasonably warm. I'm talking like 60 degrees at one point this past weekend. At this time of the year, the last place anyone would want to be is the mall. Packed! But I told my husband that even though I knew it was going to be crowded, I wanted to go and soak in some of the festive Christmas...
"Oh Britney your so lucky today I was looking over your schedule for you after your concert tonight and the famed photographer Chris is going to be shooting you tonight during your encore and after your concert tonight. He is the best in the world, he has people begging him to photograph them and your publicity people somehow lined him up to shoot you tonigh...
- 1 - "Thank you, George Lee," said Eli under his breath as he pulled what was undoubtedly an extremely expensive bottle of scotch from the pantry chest. It had been tucked unassumingly between a big tin of olive oil and a bottle of ketchup. The scotch had not been on the provisions list, but he wasn't all that surprised to see it; George was a generous sor...