Chapter One On my way to work tonight, an older man hit on me. He struck up a conversation, which led to him commenting on my attire. I was blushing. He kept staring at my breasts that were bouncing to the bumps in the road. My hardened nipples were abrading against the softness of my silk blouse. I found it hard to remain focused on the conversation. He wa...
I caught a whiff of champagne as she hugged me. "Hey you!" Vanessa's mother was always friendly, if a bit odd. Big into tarot readings and spirituality, she wore the jewelry of a teenager, which would be embarrassing if she wasn't so unbelievably attractive. Her favorite pastimes after her divorce were the gym and the salon. Wavy brown hair parted on the si...
Jess rode horses. Her light brown hair was always braided or pulled tightly behind, and her skin was always sun-kissed, smooth and clear except for a faint smattering of freckles across her nose. She was a good girl, straight A's and a studious posture that made her C cups look like Ds. Always covered of course, in a tight sweater or her latest half-marathon...
If you live in the twenty-first century, you probably heard about Tip first as a pop idol. There were a bunch of "virtual idols" back around the turn of the millennium, some even before holographic projection really got going. They always had these "futuristic" names like Kyoko Date and Hatsune Miku. They were 2D images masquerading as 3D, like silent film s...
(This is a story of mature women enjoying the excitement of playing with much younger men. None of the participants are underage. Everyone is legal... naughty, but legal) * Karen and Beth have been best friends since college, going on about twenty years now. They have shared everything, including all the juicy details of their sex lives. They often exchang...
Note: The human in this story is explicitly an AMAB (assigned male at birth) nonbinary individual who uses they/them pronouns. Words for male genitals are used for them, but they are not a man and any suggestion of that in the comments is not welcome. This piece is not intended to fetishize trans/nonbinary people (I'm a nonbinary trans person), so any commen...
My wife Meagan worked for a high tech industrial controls company and traveled frequently. Sometimes she was away for a couple weeks at a time and tonight she had been gone a week, with another week to go. We had a wonderful relationship, with intimacy, trust, and occasionally, wild sex. We took good care of each other and our relationship though sometimes t...
[This is a submission for the 2013 Valentine's Contest. Please enjoy!] * She had always been known for easygoing demeanor. Her college friends had often made fun of her that she could stand to be friends with anyone, to make conversation with a doorknob if the situation called for it. Which is why it was such a surprise that in her very first job after c...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wrote this for another Literotica voyager who was apparently having a bad day. At least I assumed that from the tear stained Email she sent me. Mark. * * * * * "Oh, who the hell is that? It's ten o'clock at night...just figures, everything else has been going wrong...so why not this...shit." Normally I don't swear. Girls aren't suppose...
The sun poked into the break in the blinds this morning alerting me to the speed in which the day was already passing. Without hesitation, I flipped the light cotton quilt off my naked body and bounced to my feet. There were things to do, and a great many places to go today. The first of those places was the gym. In a promise made to myself and in statement...