Mike wasn't lying when he said his apartment was crummy. It was a two bedroom basement suite in an old house. Walking in the side entrance brought you into the kitchen, which was a disaster. The kitchen was open and led directly into the living room. There was a three person couch in front of an absolutely huge television. Game consoles were scattered over t...
Natalie thrust her short story into her husband's hands and fought hard to contain her laughter. He read the title and beamed with obvious pleasure. "Storm Chasing Man?" He said, sinking into his corner of the bed. "Did you write this?" He asked. She nodded, wanting desperately to stifle her excitement. Justin began reading immediately and became spellbound...
A Literotica 2018 Summer Lovin' Contest Entry My eyes were closed, but I felt the shadow move across my face and it startled me. Opening my eyes, I saw that it was just one of the seagulls patrolling this part of the beach looking to snatch anything edible. I sat up on the lounger and drank in the beautiful scenery. The waves were light today, their aqua ti...
Now What? - Stanley Needs to Figure Out How to Live With His Condition This is module one, chapter four. This is going to be a novella of sorts. The intent is to have 3 modules total covering different times in our main characters life. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial...
I was a good ten minutes into the massage that was expertly easing the tension in my lower back when I realized that Vicky may have more services available. As her fingers pushed up towards my shoulders I shifted my head, opened my eyes, and saw the light summer dress she had been wearing when she greeted me at the door crumpled on the floor next to the mass...
Breaking the spell he took my hand and pulled me into a dark room, I pulled back, afraid again. He flipped on the light switch. The room was bathed in a warm glow from the indirect lighting; it sort of had a golden cast to it. It made it seem very warm and cozy. Only low wattage spotlights strategically placed over strange looking equipment spoiled the ambia...
She steps into the bar, her nervous disposition heightened almost painfully. She is definitely not dressed to impress, at least not in this place. It's set up like a lounge, the lights dim, almost like candlelight. The music, smooth and soft, ripples through the air and the seating is reminiscent of a cigar bar; thick leather armchairs that speak of late nig...
Ashley's first entre into exhibitionism was during college, when she encouraged her boyfriend to take advantage of her fallen spaghetti strap at the movies. It was a small slip - but the thrill of exposure and the sensation of his lips and tongue circling her exposed breast were forever etched in both her mind and sex drive. Soon thereafter she began taking...
Being a bidet service technician had been a decent job for me so far. My company, Squeaky Clean, manufactured high quality bidets used to clean customers' nether parts, and while the field was not especially glamorous, it wasn't a particularly difficult job. Installing one was not difficult at all for me, so in most cases I would be in and out of the house w...
The pretty standing mirror reflected a not so pretty image. Muriel Devin was pressing her fingertips to her face, examining her scratch marks with worry tightening her eyelids. Face powders and paints weren't going to do much for this. If she tried, the scratches would only stand out even more. Makeup might also worsen the injuries. She looked down at her...