No sooner had my head hit the pillow that night then I was dead asleep and in the middle of yet another erotic dream. I was shackled to a wall, my arms and legs spread. Naked, I was exposed for all the world to see and the cold stone on my ass felt good in contrast with the heat from the torches on the wall. I was nervous, but not scared. I didn't know wha...
Another story for one of the Literotica girls. They say a picture is worth a thousand words, hers was worth at least thirty-seven hundred. If only she would spend more time with us, post more, we would be in a constant state of bliss... * I'd known as soon as I saw her that I would rent her the apartment. It was her eyes I saw first, and it was those dark,...
Short fiction seems particularly suited to the absence of resolution. Leaving us without the comfort of conclusion, or at least the sense of it, is often a story's most effective tool for making sure it gets prime real estate inside our brains. Some of my favorite stories take particular delight in doing little more than drawing the reader in and engaging th...
One Friday afternoon, Mike Harris was about to leave the school when he was stopped by Monica, accompanied by another young woman. "Hi, Mike. I hope you didn't have any other plans for tonight because you have a date with us." "Us?" "Yeah, me and Jenna here." Monica's companion, even though she was smiling, was thin and unattractive. "Glad to meet you Mik...
"I'll be back soon ladies," Lori said before whispering to Ashley, "Remember this is my house Ash; don't let them get too crazy. I really don't want to explain to Mark why there's another guy's cum on our furniture." "Ladies, Lori wants me to let you all know that she does not want John's cum on her furniture," Ashley laughed, "Do you think we can manage to...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 12: A Birthday Treat A Paul and Jenny story. By Paul. (Copyright 2000 by Paul. All rights reserved.) All events and characters are fictitious. Click Here to listen to Chapter 1. Click Here to listen to Chapter 2. Click Here to listen to Chapter 3. Chapter 1. I sat at my desk in the attic. An economics textbook open befor...
I started having a fetish for the baby-sitter when she was young, much younger than her current age of twenty-three years. She has been the only baby-sitter of my three boys for the last eight years. Her mother is a colleague and her father is my best friend. She currently attends the college where I have taught for the last twenty two years, and I have lite...
In 1947, returning war veteran, Roy Shannon quits his job with the Chicago Tribune to write the great American novel. His premise: to help solve the Black Dahlia Murder. Enroute to Los Angeles, he encounters an Alien near Roswell, New Mexico. As a reward for helping him escape the US Military, the alien provides Roy with what he calls the story of a lifetime...
Jackie had been our babysitter for more than four years. I remember when I had to pick her up and drop her off at home before she got her driver’s license. She has always been great with our son. I had watched her grow up and counseled her through those sometimes difficult high school years. We had even thrown a high school graduation party for her and her f...
"Thanks to LadyVer for her editing assistance." * When I graduated from high school I stayed in town, but I didn't sit at home all day scratching my ass. Since the age of fourteen, I had been working to save up for the college I wouldn't attend. Starting with pushing carts at the local Super-Mart, by twenty, I had become the front-end supervisor. I figure...