1. SUNDAY The moment her phone displayed 18.00 hrs, Gemma began typing. She had exactly one hour. From six to seven. As usual, she started with a review of her day. Sunday was always the hardest, it being her 'free day'. On Sundays she was usually allowed to make her own decisions and manage her own life. Next, she moved onto a summary of the past week,...
**Hey guys, just thought of dropping this short write-up. A Christmas Party is still on, just had to write something else to get over my writer's block***L.S Rhea's eyes took in the jumbled up figures on her laptop screen, her head tried to make sense out of it, but something just wasn't adding up. She picked the scientific calculator by her side and punch...
Matthew Turnback was a man who, all things considered, should love the life he lived. He was still young, in his mid-twenties, making bank off his chosen career path and he was happily married to a woman he had fallen for since he first met her. His job, as personal assistant to Mayor Bannivan, involved an adequate mix of both stress and excitement. Most men...
I couldn't believe that after all these years my old desires were still as pleasurable as ever. Maybe it was something that had always lain dormant in me; something that I tried to repress, but it had only needed a slight trigger to rise to the surface again. I am 29 and I have been married for seven years to a wonderful guy called Alex. Life was wonderful....
This will be the first in a series about two college roommates who have many different sexual opportunities with women by attending and being active in church. The stories will share the interesting lives of the women they pursue As in life one contact leads to another. This will be my first submission in a couple of years. Many enjoyed the Pastor Sarah seri...
She was sitting on the bus heading to campus. Her hands were already clammy as she waited for the next text message. She had only been to the university once but, given that orientation was about to start in a few days, this was the best time to learn about the campus. The Sunday before school started. As the bus pulled to a halt, she got off at the heart of...
[This is a spin-off of "Dawn and Ken and Maria and David." It begins at the reception after the marriage of Maria and Dawn to Ken and David. Reading the other story is encouraged, but not necessary.] * Dr. Robert Van Clef felt out of place here. The crowd was mainly twenty and thirty-something's and the music was not that of his generation. He might have l...
Author's note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recen...
"All extremes of feeling are allied with madness." -Virginia Woolf, "Orlando" *** It was sundown. The carriage reached the cottage on the cliffs. Porphyria followed the path to the door, but hesitated before knocking. Maybe I should go back, she thought. Maybe I should just throw myself off the cliffs instead. That would be better. But she knocked, and...
I rolled over in bed and groaned. My head throbbed, and pounded. Hangovers are the worst, I need to stop drinking with my friends. I rolled onto my back and rubbed my eyes. I lay there staring at the ceiling trying to remember what happened last night. My head hurt something terrible. I blinked and sat up a bit. I looked around and couldn't recognize my su...