He brought up his idea at breakfast, and he said he wanted me to think it over during the day before making any reply whatsoever. That was fine with me - I finished my coffee and headed out the door to go to work, blinking and shaking my head. As you might imagine, I was absent-minded and distracted all day, and I realized at about 4:00 that I had forgotten...
There was a new superheroine in the metropolis: Dynamo Dame, the Lady of Lightning. The city's many news organisations were thanking their lucky stars that she wasn't as camera-shy as some of her peers. No, she seemed to thrive on the attention, hanging around to smile for the camera. She'd even spoken to Channel 6's Hank Waterman, giving him her name and ti...
Day 5 - Tuesday Sir had left her desperately needy last night, when he'd tormented her with that toy and denied her so cruelly. Her whole body was crying out for attention - his attention, his touch, his words, his... everything. And he knew it; all day he had been talking to her, telling her what he would do when he came over. Half threat, half promise. So...
Although I'm sure that you may have read or heard the story of King Midas and the golden touch once or twice before, I assure you that the version that you saw in your dog-eared children's storybooks, covered with hand prints of strawberry jam, or the version that tumbled from the pursed lips of your third-grade teacher, whose polyester skirt hissed and slit...
Author's Note: I know, haven't been around in awhile. Let's just say my offline life has been crazy busy and leave it at that. :) Anyway, while this is a Halloween story, it's not part of the Literotica Halloween contest. This story was published here a few years ago for that contest and I didn't think it would be fair to submit the same story a second tim...
Christie carefully leafed through the mail. She felt her pussy dampen as soon as she saw the envelope. She immediately recognized the plain white envelope with nothing but her name typed in the center. It was the sixth such letter. It seemed she had herself a secret admirer. The first had been somewhat romantic, but the next four had progressively gotten hot...
Author's Note: This story is set during the period where Spider-Man was first dating the Black Cat and was wearing his black costume, before he discovered it was a living entity. Both characters are TM and © Marvel Comics and their use here is meant strictly as parody for readers 18 years and older. I actually started this story a while ago (around the time...
She has to admit this is good money. Dress up in latex for a hour or so and let someone get her off, then collect a couple hundred. Not many deals like that around anymore. She wasn't even nervous anymore. In fact according to the studio (who ran a fetish web site) people are begging for more of her, to the point Micheal and Martin (the owners) are thinking...
All through college, Jim Benson had earned a reputation for being a little... eccentric. More than a little eccentric, actually. He had an unusual sense of humor, strange taste in fashion, and probably the worst luck of any human being on the face of the earth. Nonetheless, with his good look and charms, he never had any shortage of friends. Or girlfriends f...
Dr. Tentacle glared down at his desk with a snarl. The latest edition of the New York Times lay open on the surface with a picture of the hero, SuperiorMan, plastered on the front page. In a moment of frustration, he ripped the paper off the desk, crumbled it into a ball and hurled it across his office How he hated that dogooder hero! SuperiorMan was the onl...