The next morning Carol was awakened by Abdul and told to dress in a long satin dress he tossed on the bed. Carol pulled the dress on, wondering what new acts she would be asked to perform this day. She felt the first gnawings in her belly that told her the cravings would soon hit full force. She licked her lips nervously as she walked down the long staircase...
It was in 1967 that I originally developed a life long affinity for silk. This was due in part to two people that my affinity was preserved for the rest of my life. I'm not sure why, but the love and appeal for the feel of it is ingrained within me now. As a kid I got replacement blankies when I had to go to my grandmas for an overnight stay. My real blank...
Becky was made for moonlight. I woke up and watched her sleep -- so peaceful, so radiant. I worried about her. I prayed for her -- something I hadn't done since I was a child tucked in at night. Becky slept on her stomach, her hands underneath the pillow. Her hair had fallen across her face and I brushed it back to see her clearly. She mumbled incoherently...
*Disclaimer: Any and all persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Chapter 1 Oscar's old clunker was making a funny noise. Beyond topping off the gas tank, radiator and oil, Oscar was clueless about automobiles so he took it to George's Garage. "Help you?" an attractive blonde asked him, dazzling him with her smile. "Um,...
I wrote this story and originally submitted it to another site. I have made a few slight revisions to the story before posting it here. Enjoy! Author's note: If you're into wham-bam-thank-you-mam stories, this isn't one of them. It's an extremely long story, and you should really read my "Terror in the Snowstorm -- Part 1" story first to learn how the cha...
For every skill that exists, there is someone who is better at that particular skill than everyone else in the world. It is simply a matter of logic. Whether it is sprinting one hundred meters, hurling a baseball sixty feet, driving an automobile, or even eating hot dogs, someone, right now, is the best in the world at that particular skill. This is the stor...
This is the long awaited (by me at least) sequel to the first E-Mail Sex Slave. Took me a while but finally got past my writer's block. Then I had to wait until Literotica allowed me to sign in. Have no idea what the problem was but am glad it has been fixed. This is written as a mixture of first person narrative, with Nickie telling her own story, and sever...
This is my forth submission. The idea came from a request of how flirting can lead to disaster and this was my take on that. My previous submissions had feedback about grammar and tense. My goal was to work on the tense issues I was having while also producing something erotic, and I'm always working toward improving grammar and your feedback helps. As alw...
The elevator doors slid close and I looked up into Tony's piercing blue eyes. Here I was a mature married professional woman, alone in an exciting big city, heading toward a young, handsome stranger's apartment. Soon the elevator doors would open and I would have to make a decision. Do I do the mature responsible thing, respect my martial vows and stay on th...
I love when a romantic relationship is new. After being married for seven years I had forgotten what it felt like. I think about the person all the time, there is a constant buzzing deep in my stomach, almost like when I'm nervous or scared - though far more pleasant. It's an anxiousness to know the unknown. How far will the relationship go? Does he feel the...