Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All characters active are of the...
Life is full of surprises. Very occasionally it can deliver delightful shocks. Winning the pools perhaps? Just sometimes a blissful 'this just cannot be happening comes along'. When it does of course it is to relish; for its not like buses; two wonderful surprises don't come together. You've not even been anticipating one. You never even dreamt one wo...
"We'd like to start with a bottle of wine," he said happily. At the restaurant, I couldn't help but watch how people ordered. Some asked for food as if it was a feast, enjoying the cadence of dishes they were setting up, while others, like this man, ordered stooped slightly over their table and pandering to me as if he didn't want any trouble. He had a che...
An Alternate Ending to the Original Story This is my first submission to Literotica. I did not use an editor because I wanted to find out how good or bad my spelling, grammar and story flow is based on comments from the readers. I'm certain they will let me know. This story is grounded on the original story, Mrs. Carter, by BiGGuy33. He said he was flatte...
"Things ought to be different," Charles Antoine said to himself as he walked out of the Best Cuts barber shop, located in the west end of Ottawa. There were five other people, all of them Africans, waiting for cuts when he got off the chair. There aren't that many black-owned barber shops in the west, especially in places like Nepean, Barrhaven or Kanata. Fo...
The Office It's late, everyone has left except for you -- a young executive with a high libido. You heard a sound in the copier room. Someone walked out. It was the new team assistant. Her name was Malena, petite built, porcelain skin with long wavy hair & distinct features. She dressed modestly for her first day, suit jacket, white blouse & pencil...
Addiction I am in a rage. One of total abandon and lust. The world does not exist outside this room. Just he and I. Touching his body I sense emotions and feelings I have never had or can have with any man but him. He is not only young, handsome, fit, sexy, and well-equipped. I am in love with him in a way no normal woman should be in love with a man. Thes...
I raised my hand nervously and knocked on his door. It wasn't technically office hours, being close to the end of the day, but I was hoping he'd be in. I had to ask him about my essay topic, and it wasn't going to be easy. I didn't seem to be able to find my words when he was around. There was the sound of a chair pushing back on creaky wheels, a pause, and...
Your Toilet Author's Note: This is either a tentacle story in the Fetish section or a pee story in the nonhuman section. To write I used a talk to text program that isn't always accurate. If you like my work, please consider helping me edit so I can publish the dozens of backlogged stories in this series. World War T is a series of independent, vaguely int...
We leave the club and head towards your truck, kissing and grabbing each other the entire way, oblivious to who may be watching us with knowing smiles. You open your door and I hop in and slide past the steering wheel to the center of the seat. You no sooner have time to close your door and I am ripping your shirt off. When I say I gotta have it, I gotta hav...