The juggler acknowledged the applause of his exalted audience by bowing deeply in the direction of the High Table. Then he gathered his balls and his torches, from which black wisps of smoke still curled, and left the Great Hall via the long velvet curtain that screened the further archway. The King, muffling a yawn, turned to his left, and whispered to hi...
I watch the mob of people dancing and bouncing on the dance floor, casually scanning faces, bodies... the movements are incongruous, yet somewhat hypnotic as the deep bass pounds its steady pulse. The overhead spotlights rotate their pervading colors... red, blue, yellow, green, purple... circling through the mass of jumping flesh and fabric as I move rhythm...
Based on a true event. Mississippi, 1911 Ora Bradey wasn't sure what woke her; the unborn child kicking her belly, the gray light of pre-dawn at the window or Jim's heavy work shoes on the wooden floor. His left hand on her shoulder roused her and she rolled backwards toward him as best she could with her belly holding her down. Jim was already dressed a...
Let me tell you about a story of something that had change my life for ever and made me the man that I am today. It all started back four years ago. I was in college and I wanted to be in on the football team. I've been working out everyday to the best of my ability because I didn't have a job or any money to buy any supplements and every time I asked my par...
My friend Rachel and I treated ourselves to a cruise to celebrate a promotion I had received at work. We were enjoying the stops in the different ports and the time we got to relax at the pool with some drinks. At one of our ports, we decided to be adventurous and check out one of the nude beaches that we had heard some of the passengers talking about. Sin...
...You are lying on a hospital bed, resting. You are getting well, but doctors still recommend that you take it easy, so you do. The room is dark, only dimly lit by some futuristic devices that monitor your well-being. I'm here with you, sitting still on the visitor couch. We both listen to the quiet beeps. You are lying sideways, facing me; your face is hid...
Outspoken feminist. Proud lesbian. Women's issues author. Staunch liberal. Title IX supporter. Women's rugby coach. Odd are the paths that led me to Allah, my brothers and sisters. My Christian name was Meredith Janet Hawthorne. My friends called me M.J. Recently I changed my name to Fatuma Al-Shabar. Changing my name to fully reflect my Muslim identity. I a...
Well, I got a couple of great responses from my first story, so I thought I might try it again. It's weird, but it hasn't been since I started writing that first story about a recently deceased friend of mine who had taught me oral-sex skills that I've really looked back at my sexual history. I always assumed I was just like one of millions of girls nowadays...
My name is Bill and I am a married man filled with wonderful erotic fantasies. My wife loves hearing them but would never want to make them a reality. I found a web site called Literotica and decided to place my fantasies there to see if others also enjoyed them. After posting several stories I received a message from a married couple asking if my wife had b...
Chapter 01: Party Massage I met Ann at a party. It wasn't a big loud event, just some folks hanging out, drinking and listening to music. She was there with Scott, her boyfriend. I was there with Julie, my wife. Ann was a coed, a freshman actually, and very hot. She was tall and thin, with long dark hair, long legs and a tight belly, which she was showing...