"Don't do it! Don't even think about it! Judy opened her mouth to reply but Ben stopped her with a raised hand before she could speak. "Take my word for it; you have absolutely no idea what you're playing with!" "But Ben, it's only subconscious pressure on the top of the glass that moves it." Judy objected. "No, it isn't." Ben's face showed genuine conce...
This is a work of erotic fiction. Though this is fiction, it is based on events that actually happened and that I was involved with but is written as a piece of fiction to make the story a little hotter. Like many of my stories, this one starts slow, setting the scene -- but my stories are worth the wait...or so people tell me... * I first met Ramoya (not...
Benjamin dressed himself slowly and carefully. Black cotton pants covered his black briefs and then a white shirt, simple with a knobby weave to the fabric. It was pulled over his head, and tucked into the pants. Sliding his hands down his chest, he straightened the shirt and then tied the ties that held it closed at his throat. He spun in front of the mirro...
(Author's note: The following tale is an official entry into the Literotica 2009 Halloween Story Contest. I hope you enjoy this bawdy tale of lust. Enjoy the read, and Happy Halloween.) * * * * "This is gonna be fucking awesome!" Derek declared, bouncing jubilantly in the passenger seat of the vintage sedan. "I've wanted to go to Zombie Stomp for, like, fo...
(As always, bricks and bouquets as desired. Feel free to comment. Good comments inspire me. Bad comments enlighten me of where I should have done better. Keep them coming!) CHRISTOPHER'S SIDE I walked aimlessly. Just how was I going to measure up to Brian's memories? Everything that I did for her in bed from now on, would be tainted by his measure. Even if...
I first met Vanessa Amstel when we were going through sorority rush together the second semester of our freshman year in college. Since I'm Alisha Allison, we were next to each other alphabetically all during the ordeal. I guess that we became best friends by bonding during rush and because opposites attract; and opposites we were. Vanessa is a jock. She wa...
I live in a very respectable street. The inhabitants, if they are male, tend to be accountants, middle managers, draughtsmen and things like that. If they are female they either do not go to work at all, or they are receptionists for doctors, dentists or they work in such highly regarded places as pharmacies. They have the appropriate number of children and...
Note: It is often assumed that in the May/December romances it is the December that seduces the May. But I know from personal experience sometimes it is the fresh, boldness of May against which December finds itself succombing. When your life is as cold and barren as winter then you can easily fall under the spell of springs warm rays. This is such an unusua...
Thank you FD45, for your comment and the inspiration to do this. A sad tale of missed signals and opportunities. No sex, just pain, redemption, and love. .................................................. "Greetings all. This is Barbara Barnes Perkins of Book Report on PBS. I'd like to welcome an old friend, someone who helped launched my career in radio...
(A companion story to Careful What You Ask For) Lorna often told Steve that many of her best ideas came to her during her orgasm. She had supported leukaemia research ever since one of her best friends at ballet school, Cheryl Greenwood, had died of the disease aged only seventeen. Every year since then she had done some kind of fund raising activity. She...