My friend Polly, who's almost my age, moved to London aged seventeen so she could live her life the way she wanted. This much, we have in common. She was down on her luck when she met Niall in a bar, and when he asked her to spend the night with him, she agreed simply for want of a better offer. If he'd guessed that everything she owned was in the backpack...
This has been a recurring dream of mine over the past few years. It comes when I'm between lovers. I find it so sexy and always wake up turned on and horny, I just wanted to share it. I hope you like it as much as I do. Evening I'm just turning off the water and reaching for towel, my eyes questioning their opposites in the mirror. 'Will I have the dream...
The door blew inward, and 5 different sights of weapons targeted her heart and head. The men heard their comm machines beep. Without any prompting the machines began to read out their messages.. "Your wife..." "...turned in your brother..." "...collected enough money to purchase a secret home..." The soldiers stared at each other as the messages telling them...
There's a man on the lawn of a public park naked. The nearby swings hanging from filaments of silver, like a pendulum blown by the wind, empty. A laser beam of incandescent colours, shimmers green to violet then gold rising from a pink elephant statue. It occupies every nook and cranny of your mind if you dare to stare. Running from the tip of the elephants...
You should probably read the first few chapters before reading this. Thanks to all who sent feedback and encouraged me to continue the story Chapter 6 Wednesday couldn’t come quick enough for Randy. He was becoming obsessed with Ms. Figgis. She was now in his thoughts at all times. He didn’t know why he wanted her so much. Maybe it was because of the scene...
Erin read the same sentence over and over again aloud. She squirmed in her chair and then pushed away from her computer. There was no way she was going to get this novel finished by the end of the month at this rate. She glanced at the clock. Two o'clock. She had started work at ten this morning and had only two pages of writing completed. Erin got up and l...
I first saw her in the Uptown section of Minneapolis. Her looks got to me, what more can I say? She had strawberry blonde hair, cut short, but with what seemed the potential to be wavy if she'd let it grow. Her nose was slightly too big for her face. Her skin was pale. And she had the body of a runner or dancer. Lithe and graceful. Minneapolis is full of att...
Growing up for me was a bit different than for most boys. Based on the rules of literotica I need to start my story when I was 18 and a senior in high school. I am, by nature, a nerd. I was in the AV club, I collect Chogoken figures and have an obsession with Anime from the late 60's, early 70's particularly the cartoons of Go Nagai. My Saturday mornings wer...
Hi folks. I wrote this as a style exercise, trying to get a minimalist, yet erotic effect while scoring as high as possible on the Flesch readability scale on Word's grammar checker. It gets a reading ease over 90 and a grade level of 3. But is it erotic? Please vote. Please comment. It helps me improve. Thanks. * She is eighteen today. She is a virgin....
I absolutely depend on bras to get sexual arousal, indulge my fantasies and reach orgasm. Somehow, my fascination with this female undergarment triggers a wild desire of submitting to the women who wear it, not implying their approval, tolerance or even awareness. This transgression -- (ab)using a bra when you're not supposed to -- boosts the native sensua...