When visitors from Western shores see the domestic help whom almost all Indian households employ, they are in turns, horrified, disgusted, envious, after which a reluctant and inhibiting feeling of taking advantage of someone else's bad times overcomes them. They then tend to treat the ministrations of such "servants" as we call them, as if they were being t...
I wrote this story after seeing someone post to the forum that there aren't any black wives cheating on lesser-endowed black husbands with hung white guys in the Literotica file. Now there's at least one such story. ***** Tonya rolled back over so she could watch Jason walk to the bathroom. He looked real good from that back: Smooth, but tightly muscled mi...
"Are we really going to go out in matching workout gear?" Kat turned to her husband and playfully punched him in the arm. "You said they were cute when you bought them as an us gift for Christmas." Mike frowned. "Well, yeah. I just..." He trailed off and looked back at them in the mirror. The couple was dressed in matching windbreaker suits, real Rocky Ba...
Years ago I left home planning to get my military service out of the way before moving on to what I really wanted to do. Twenty-two years and many military assignments later, I am nearing 41 years old and have only known the military way of life. I forgot what it was I really wanted to do. I have only myself and my few belongings packed into my pickup. Fortu...
The lights go down for the night, the adrenalin of performance still burning in my stomach as I drown out the vacant cheers of another faceless audience. It somehow just isn't the same anymore. I feel myself losing my bravado, feel the rehearsed passion draining, and I crank the façade into gear again with a vicious swing of my ample hips as I strut off to t...
SEVERAL OF MY PHOTO albums were scattered about the bed. Best of Leg Show was opened to a story about two women wearing girdles, stockings and garters who were teasing a young man with their lingerie and dirty talk. Rear View featured brunette Anita in her crop top bending forward on her bed to display her glorious ass. I picked chubette blonde Charlene in t...
Dear lord, why am I always besieged by idiots? That's the question I often ask myself these days. Seriously. As the leader of the Pack, I've made numerous sacrifices for the well-being of those who depend on me. It seems that lately, all we do is fighting. The internecine wars between rival Packs have claimed many lives. I seriously wish my people would stop...
The incident at the Japanese bathhouse. Was it only yesterday? If I live to be one hundred the memory of it will be burned into my brain as vivid as it is at this moment. First of all, the bathhouse. I had been more than a little relieved when, after making a few discrete inquiries, I had discovered that many of the more lurid stories I had read were, at th...
My hour night comes around at last. All day I felt its pull. I knew I had to be far away from Ottawa, Ontario, before the full moon rose. So I boarded the bus to Kanata, and wandered into the vast fields near the town's business center. Everywhere I looked, I saw absolutely no sign of human life. This, only a few dozen miles from the Capital. Wow. At last I...
"I don't want you to wear any panties today," the voicemail said. Sammi looked to her phone in disbelief. She presses play and listens again. The smooth, low tone of her husband plays once more. "I don't want you to wear any panties today." And that was all. No instructions, no I love you. Nothing to take away. She considers for a moment, then biting her li...