It is dark outside, in the early morning hours before the sun rises. I am lying in bed, feeling horny. Looking at the clock, knowing that it is almost time for you to come home from work I begin to get more excited. You usually enter the house quietly and take the dog for a walk, not to wake me. Today, however, I am already awake. My body anticipating your...
We both took a breath as we exited the changing room, this was it, we were here, we had done it. We stepped out feeling nervous, exposed, curious and excited. Our first trip to a club! We had really done it! You had a short black leatherette dress, naked underneath save for a pair of sheer black lacy stockings and black high heels. I was wearing a skimpy pai...
Every Tuesday we'd meet for lunch at Del's, you know the place, that little Coffee shop over on 4th Avenue. We'd always get this same table in the deserted back room; no one would bother us there. The waitresses wouldn't hassle you, because they knew we were good for a nice tip and beside, by the afternoon, we practically had the whole place to ourselves. So...
You don't remember me? Can't place my face? Or are you just pretending not to remember, trying to make things work with that sweetie-pie girlfriend of yours? Either way, for the past few minutes, you've been glancing across the bar in my direction whenever you think she isn't looking. Oh, but I remember you, and the games we used to play. I suppose it's pos...
Author's Note: Certain allowances had to be made due to laws, Literotica rules and standards of common decency. * When I graduated from college, there just weren't that many jobs for a history major. I'd gone to school in Chicago, although I'd grown up in Southern California. I stayed there as long as my money held out. But eventually, I had to move back h...
My name is Easton, and a short time ago I discovered a hidden world inside the Cheslea Inn hotel chain. I found out a private, non-exclusive sex club exists that meets just after the bar closes each night. One night a beautiful woman picked me up for anonymous sex and introduced me to what was known as The Inn Club. ***** On this trip I was in Southern Cal...
"Damn, I am so bored," I groaned as I leaned back in the kitchen chair. "Well, what game do you wanna play, Derrick?" Nicole asked me. I made a face. "I'm kinda getting tired of drinking games," I told her. "Me too," said our friend Cory. "We play the same stuff every week, and I always kick both of your asses at quarters every time anyway." We were sit...
My wife is a beautiful but shy redhead. We met in college during a time in my life when I didn't know what I wanted to do or what kind of woman I wanted to be with. At the time we met I was going out with my wife's friend and she was dating someone else. Through a long string of events we became friends, fell in love and eventually married. We are now both i...
While the husband is away Felicity held back her passion for when her husband returned home, promising herself not to use a toy, or even her fingers. He'd been working away for two weeks, and it was getting to her. As soon as he got home they would play one of his flashing games. The idea that she was obsessed with flashing her body to strangers was absurd....
This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such. Because my fuck toy's body was so resilient, it gave me an idea. She had been used all evening without being asked what she wanted to have happ...