Lorri stood before the bathroom mirror, admiring herself. It had been a couple of days since her golden shampoo. She stroked her luscious, silky hair with the brush, following it with her other hand. She thought the piss soaking had actually made her hair softer and shinier, it probably had something to do with the pH. She focused on the bottom of her hair,...
Ch. 1 – Homecoming After 5 years of studying abroad, I was quite happy to come back home to my own little backwater of a town. Back to all the nice memories. I really wanted to visit my neighbour, Miss Shanks. Back in the day, while I was still in high school, I started babysitting her twins when they were 10 years old. This was always a bit awkward, as th...
Solving the Post-High School Blues Ch. 1 I'd never been a good student. While many of my friends went off to four year colleges, I was left to community college. My best friend - Jeff Parker -- had been accepted to UCLA - he became a Bruin, and I remained in the Phoenix area. Shortly after he left for LA that fall of his freshman year, I realized that he...
Will stood in the small bookshop staring longingly at the outside world passing him by. Not for the first time, he found himself asking why he had dropped out of college and settled for working in a dead end bookshop, where they hardly had 2 customers a day. Only one thing made this job tolerable, and that was his sexy Irish boss, Catherine. However, she was...
My name is David Armand. I have a rather unusual fetish. It's not something that's easy to admit, especially when you live in the world that I live in. I'm a big and tall black man, for one thing. I'm also a former college football player and currently, I work as an attorney in the city. We all have our needs, I guess. I'm just going to be honest about my ne...
Hello again, this is my second story for Lit. I've tried to greatly increase my literary complexity (to my fill-in editor's chagrin ) and try for more eros and less down and dirty sex. I'm submitting this to the 2010 Halloween story contest so please vote, vote, vote. I hope you enjoy, -Edgar * It was an overwhelmingly sultry night in Louisiana. The kind...
Note to Reader: This story is broken into two versions of the same basic storyline. This story includes more fetish related material while the other version has more of a romantic tinge to it. Please read the version that most suites you or read both it is entirely up to you. Feedback is always welcome I hope you enjoy the story. He waited impatiently in th...
The brunette woke up with those blue eyes still behind eyelids, and a dull ache at her backside. It was likely the grogginess of simply waking up again that didn't put two and two together, but after stretching a bit in the bed, Lexi was soon made aware of why that pain was there. She felt the cold dampness of her stained bedsheets as she moved her midsectio...
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder and to back up the truth of that old adage one need look no further than Amateur’s Home Page or Private Voyeur. I like to make a Net pit stop there occasionally, but more for a bit of a laugh than for titillation. I mean, is the guy serious when he writes something like: “My darling wife Godzilla, the most beau...
She looks so beautiful, so captivating, so exquisite. Her lengthy hair is strewn all about the pillow, stringy and disheveled. Her eyes are glassy, as if seeing yet unseeing. Her efforts have left a thick sheen of sweat upon her bare body, and the light from the nearby fireplace plays quite nicely upon the salty wetness, giving her body an unnatural yet me...