Finally, Jim Gets His Meeting There was a knock at the door; we both looked at each other. Jason didn't think much of it but I was pretty pissed to be honest. "This has got to be a joke," I whispered in Jason's ear. "What?" "The knock at the door," "What about it?" "Every time we're together someone's knocking on the door," "Maybe its room service," h...
"Well what do you think? Jen asked the next morning over breakfast. "About what?" I replied disingenuously. I knew exactly what she was asking about, had been thinking about it nonstop since she brought it up. "The date Silly" "Oh that..." Jen had been having a sort of side affair with an amazing guy we met at the club. He was hot, intelligent and a genu...
*First chapter of my first story on literotica. When you sign on to test the next big sex toy you're going to meet some interesting people and have some fantastic orgasms. I can't wait to hear your feedback. * ***** Soft drums started tapping. A sax blows a long slow note. A royal blue curtain dissolves into smoke. White neon strips slowly outline the stag...
*The story below is based on my personal experiences with my Sir. Please enjoy! * Cecilia stumbles down the street, purse clutched in one hand, coat carelessly draped over the other. I am so late. He is going to be so mad. Making it to the intersection, Cecilia spots her destination: Roundabout Café. Taking a deep breath to steel her nerves, she strides...
Dr. Kessa Brammer led him through a creaking metal door into the last storage room in the antiquities department. He stepped past her at her direction, looking around the chamber with slight un-ease. He was perhaps her brightest student, which was part of why she liked him. She pushed her weight against the metal door, which creaked closed, and latched with...
Last fall, I enrolled in an introductory acting course at the local community college. I had been interested in acting for a long time but never felt I had either the talent or the skills needed. I decided to give it a whirl; it could be fun. The worse that could happen was mild disappointment that I didn't actually have the flair for the theatric that I had...
I've been corresponding with a Master on the internet for a week or so and now it's time to meet Him. He wants to be called Sir for now and says He will earn the title of Master. He knows i am new to this and He is willing to train me to pleasure and serve him. He wants my body and my mind to be His to use as He wishes and in return He promises me He will al...
The following is the second part of a transcript of an interview I conducted with a female who contacted me after reading some of my work on the subject of foot fetishism. She told me she wanted to share her frank and explicit experiences of foot sex and that there would be no question too shocking for her to answer. My subject insisted that her real name...
Author's note-as always, all characters in this story are 18 years of age or older if they engage in any kind of sexual activity. ***** "What in the three moons is this all about?" Sally and her guards looked up in surprise as the deep voice rang through the small courtyard. A lone man approached, dressed in a worn but fine quality tunic and breeches. Th...
As I looked out the window I saw my mom turn toward the house. She peered at me, quickly assessing I was upset she excused herself and made her way into the house and into the office. "Honey, are you okay?" she said taking my hand. "Mom," I cried as I hugged her. "What's wrong?" she asked. "Sean..." I began. "Sean, what's going on?" my mom asked. "I as...