This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. I got up the next day, did some minor house cleaning, went shopping, and planned on visiti...
The summer finished. I said goodbye to Mary and Mark and drove the long miles back to school alone. The happiness I had felt that summer disappeared as I drove away from town. At school it would soon be fall: at that altitude, fall -- and soon thereafter winter -- came early. I faced the prospect of cold and lonely months in a small college town, starved of...
If you do not like stories of temptation, human frailty, and redemption, please do not read this story. You will not enjoy it. But, if you take solace that there are husbands who fight to save their marriages I bid thee read on. Today's story comes from southeastern Wisconsin. As always, I am a mere scribe, presenting a story which was told to me by those w...
I must thank those kind friends of mine who live over the other side of the pond for the help they gave me in writing this one. Especially the guys who came up with a method of getting hold of a gun over there. I have taken some artistic licence here with the date Literotica was set up and certain stories were posted on it. If you don't agree with such thing...
He woke with his handcuffed hands stretched over his head and attached by a small padlock to the o-ring of the leather cuff that Mistress wore around her left ankle. The cock cage he wore was pressing uncomfortably against his member. The need to pee was making his budding erections, and the painful consequences, more frequent than usual. The past three nig...
I'd like to share something that has happened thanks to Literotica. When I first started submitting stories for you to read I had one faithful follower. After a story she shared her thoughts and she enclosed her e-mail address. I thought what the hell why not e-mail her and see what happens. I don't want to reveal her identity so I'll just call her "K" ****...
Linda had been pestering him for months to make an appointment to demonstrate the software. She insisted it was state of the art...Something his organization couldn't do without. He hated sales pitches and avoided them at all costs, but she would not let up and he finally relented. Actually, they knew each other quite well. Over the past five years, his or...
*** -- CHAPTER 3: Delayed Arrival -- *** PRE-COLLEGE (September 1998) "That's right, baby! Grab my tits! Squeeze them! Fuck, yeah, I love your hands on me! Don't ever stop touching me! Fuck, fuck, FUCK! I'm cumming!!!" Doggy-style had become a favorite position for Ellie and me. Personally, I kinda liked it better when she was on top, riding me cowgirl...
When I was twelve years old, I took second place in my state's regional spelling bee. Kids who take first place in their regional spelling bee get a free trip to Washington, D.C. to compete in the National Spelling Bee. But not second place. I took second. My mom still has the photos of me in my childish blue dress; an awkward pre-pubescent nymphet perched p...
Poly Polly's Alphabet Soup -- by Polly+Anna (750 words -- per MS Word) Inspired by King Ogg's 'Siblings' (1/27/20) * J3 Cub -- She is one of the 20,296 built 80 years ago, and just about the most fun you can have while wearing pants. In my case little Laura Croft shorts. I stood on her left front tire to pull the prop through. She just coughed and started....