CHANDLER LANGSATALE'S REC ROOM/CIGAR BAR, JUNE, 1979... "You really wanna do this?" Kat asked with a cocky grin. "I think it's the only chance I have of ever seeing those Grand Tetons of yours," the Wyoming-born Chandler said desperately with a smile. She giggled. "Okay, then, gentlemen," Kat announced, beginning to deal the deck with tremendous zeal....
'Today is going to be a long day.' You tell yourself while sighing. The reasons for that is everything that could have possibly gone wrong this morning did. First the water stopped working for no good reason which prevented you from showering, then your golden retriever Rufus brought mud inside of the house when you let him inside, and just now you accidenta...
This story is based on the first event in a wild series of events that broadened my sexual awareness and experiences. Thank you to my guest editor. I'd love to hear your comments... ------------------------------------------------ Hi there! My name is Suzy and this is a story about my first real life CFNM adventure, which led me to this remarkably fun and...
For my entire life, my self esteem, or lack thereof, has been driven by my being thin. I have rarely considered myself desirable to women due to my lack of musculature. Add to that, my nose is not exactly small either. I rarely tanned because I was embarrassed to go without a shirt in public. I avoided swimming in public. This perception of myself made me t...
I take one last trip around the block before I approach the heavy black metal doors of the club, surreptitiously glancing around to catch anyone who might see where I'm going. Pushing inwards, my anxiety skyrockets as I find myself in a dingy little vestibule with a coat check window and a set of double doors slightly ajar. Purple light and music pass throug...
Dammon in always on to be naked around his house and sleep that way for his nudity expresses how free and liberating. Even going outdoor he can feel the breeze blow on his skin as he walks with his thing swinging two and fro. They only clothing however he wold have is a robe,shorts,breifs boxers but most of the time he is naked. He usually answers the door t...
Mark felt the fresh summer air as he strolled through campus. He couldn’t believe it, for the first time in his life, he would be living away from home. With frequent waves of anxiety and stress through his years at high school, Mark missed out on simply enjoying his time there. Moving to a college interstate was a scary thought for Mark but something he nee...
This is a true story which my friend and I both wrote. I would write a section email it to her and she would send it back to me, etc. * He: I shared with my female friend that I wrote stories at Literotica about BBWs. She is a BBW and is an earthy, warmhearted, horny woman. She read them and sent me feedback. It was the first time she even knew that men...
Belton, Texas, 1989 Cactus Sports Bar was the busiest place on a Sunday and owner of the hottest wings west of the Mississippi. It was pregame, the sounds of Ton Loc's 'Funky Cold Medina' rocking the bar. "Hey Parker, we call this the 'Dwight Clark shelf.' You have to reach up way high," Randy the bartender teased. "Oh that is so cruel," Linda sympath...
"Aerobics? Seriously?" Harold asked disbelievingly, sipping on a tall glass of freshly-squeezed orange juice. "C'mon, Harold, it's the new craze," Britt gushed with excitement. "And Aubrey's classes are...a little different. C'mon, it'll be fun." Harold finished his O.J. and took one more bite of his blueberry muffin. "Plus," Britt added. "It'll give me...