Author's note: Thank you to my good friends, BaileyL and Squarey, for reading, correcting, suggesting, pushing, and encouraging me. ***************************** April waited for her breathing to return to normal as she watched Evan efficiently pouring drinks for them, a vodka and cranberry juice for her, whisky for him. She straightened and pulled her blo...
Kevin's Story As I sat in the lobby of my downtown St. Louis hotel waiting for her to arrive, I was sure that she would not. After all, we have never met in person; never even spoke to one another, until making these arrangements. I met Charity by sending an e-mail in response to her photo on her Literotica profile. It was a really artistic and beautiful bl...
We arrived back at home, quite content from a lovely evening on the town. It was Date Night, and naturally we were coming home to finish the evening properly. I kissed my wife and pointed to the bedroom. She smiled coquettishly and turned, walking into the darkened room with an exaggerated sway of her hips. I watched her disappear through the doorway, then w...
This was inspired by the kind of friend who inspires these things, and it would not exist without her, and her input. It was written in a fever dream of lust. Thanks to Mistress SoppingWetPanties for her feedback and editing skills. Caution: There is bathroom play and reluctance in this story. Some material might be edgy for some. * I arrive at the restaur...
I went through college and then went straight on and got a master's degree and my teaching credential. But when I actually taught, I discovered I hated the little bastards. I'm just absolutely no good at discipline. I just want everyone to be nice and behave and, of course, that isn't the way the world goes. So, faced with needing a new career, I tried sales...
My name is Mandy. This experience happened to me when I was a senior in high school, about six years ago. I have never written about it or told anyone about it until now because I find myself overcome with embarrassment whenever I think about what happened with my Literature teacher, Mr. Fuller. But I also find myself aroused at the very thought of what happ...
It had been several weeks since I left home with my cousin brother for my breast-enhancement surgery. All our family knew was that I was going to some cram-school to get coaching for Pre-Medical Exam (AIPMT). My cousin brother had been supportive of me not only since he cared for me; it was due to his own advantage of having a full-formed girl at his disposa...
Author's note: DG Hear and I worked together doing the "Back Up Buddy" and "Hey, Joe!" stories and then collaborating on "Wish Me Luck, The Sequel." This was in addition, of course, to our stories in the two writing invitationals I put together on "This Bed of Rose's" and "El Paso." So we decided to try it again. DG is writing a story based on Gretchen Wil...
I'd like to thank the volunteer Literotica editors who helped me with my story - JT and Annie. And a super duper thanks to "John" who continues to push me higher and always inspires me. Had I really lost my mind this time? The only thing I could say for certain was that nothing had ever felt this damn good. I was lying face down, bent over the man's...
Copyright © 2015 Naoko Smith My dear reader, I've been posting these chapters in the hopes of some feedback. I've had very few comments, votes or even anonymous messages via the feedback form. (I am extremely grateful to one person who let me know that the way I use the names in this novel is confusing so I should do some work on that.) The number of views...