Ushia exited the taxi in front of a major company headquarters. Her heels clicked on the sidewalk as she approached the entrance. Her short skirt revealed her long legs, trim and toned, encased in hose. The doorman wore sunglasses and she couldn't see his eyes. But Ushia knew his eyes were following her as her breasts jiggled beneath her woman's business sui...
He had just turned eighteen from a small town, but it had happened overnight and it was freak accident that force mankind on a different road. A chemical warfare broke out between two warring Middle East countries that were both working on very different chemicals that separately did very little but when two missiles carrying each drug hit they created a che...
The promises of last night always wake up to the morning after. The morning after a night of sharing with my husband a real but brief sexual adventure, and his taking me to bed to give me a shattering good fuck, held the therapeutic benefits I've come to expect. My body fulfilled and alive. My mind as free and happy as song birds flying from branch to branch...
I couldn't believe it. "You've got to be kidding me!" Rita just grinned as we wheeled into the parking lot of Venus and DeMilo's Sex Market, largest sex supermarket I'd ever seen in my life. "I've always wanted to come here but I never had the balls to do it by myself." "So you conned me into coming!" We both laughed for a minute, getting out and looking...
According to the calendar, despite the fact that there is a growing layer of snow upon the soil outside my house, it's supposed to be Spring. With Spring there's the promise of many things, warmer weather, flowers blooming, and fresh fruits and vegetables on their way. For many homeowners this means dealing with their lawns and in particular, dealing with th...
Cuckolding has always been one of my favorite fantasies, along with humiliation, female domination, forced feminization and forced bi-sex. I do not consider myself weak, feminine, gay or homophobic. One could debate that these fantasies could easily belong to a closet homosexual. They could, but not always. Just as one assumes a transvestite is gay, which...
Just something I whipped up. It's non erotic since it deals with pre-coming of age. It's basically the premise for more post coming of age. Call it a background or prologue. Yes. Prologue will do. Imagine that. A prologue that was actually written prior to a story beginning. Being a fan of quite a few types of Literotica stories and authors and being creat...
CHAPTER II -- A Plant in Peoria Paul woke first on a Saturday morning. Lying on his back, he couldn't see the clock. He judged the time to be early—before six—considering the hue of the light streaming into the cabin window and the songs of the birds in the surrounding forest. Partly alongside, and partly atop, Glenda lay in bed with him. Her deep rhythmic...
"2020. The year everything changed. A chemical spill occurred on a worldwide scale, affecting all of humanity. No one died, at least not any more than usual. At the time of this report, the year is 2035 and men are naught but a distant memory. No one knows why it was just men who were affected by this toxic chemical, and quite frankly, no one really cares an...
There were a few raised eyebrows among the cleaners on Tuesday evening when I turned up for work. Instead of my usual jeans and baggy jumper, I was wearing a short pleated black skirt and tighter fitting white top and short denim jacket. "Bloody hell. You'll catch your death dressed like that, girl!" Marjorie exclaimed, looking at my bare legs before headin...