She stood outside the slate gray building, silhouetted against the early morning sunrise. Glancing at the engraved business card in her purse, she paused before ringing the buzzer on the wall. The heavy door swung open and she stepped under the arch, casting one last look behind her at the world outside. A long corridor, floored with marble and subtly lit,...
At the suggestion from a particular friend, I am already feeling my heart pounding in anticipation. Being asked, well more like dared, to do this, is fulfilling a fantasy I have had ever since I began reading the exhibitionist/voyeur stories on the Literotica website. Standing in front of the window, peering through the thin lace drapes, I can see the passe...
Chapter 4: The Auction Mira sat bound to her armchair in the dining chamber, watching Tiran guards lead Earth women away. Her nerve-endings buzzed. Today, after bathing her, Silerna had rubbed bandy oil over every inch of Mira's body, leaving her shiny and smooth, with the arousing scent of the oil rising, heated, from her skin. The guard had given Mira two...
The primitive hut was a long ways from their technology integrated Orbital tower apartment back on Earth. It lacked all modern conveniences and served only to provide it occupants with the most rudimentary of shelter from the elements. The same went for the food which was strewn on bark plates around the fire pit - a simple collection of meat, fruits, nuts,...
My name is Alison, I'm 20 and live alone in a small two bedroom flat in the UK. I was always small for my age, even now I have to wear heels to stand over five feet tall. My sister on the other hand, she stands over me by little under a foot and yes, we are twins. However, she got the better end of the deal when it comes to a figure. Tall, slim, athletic bui...
This is a true story – every bit of it. I would like to dedicate it to the two men who shared that fantastic night with me but who never knew quite what it meant to me. * He'd been planning it for weeks. Now it was going to happen. The business to the North had provided the opportunity and he had everything with him. In the boot of his car was the small b...
(This is the first story I've ever published for others to see. I realize the sentence structure is incorrect and probably has some grammatical errors. Please comment and rate this first installment of 'Shadows of Life'. Depending on the response will determine if I post the next chapters.) * She looked over her shoulder for the third time in as many minu...
This is just a story from my past remembered as well as I can because it's so kind of funny and awful at the same time. ******* This happened just after I graduated, when I was engaged and trying to find the balls to get my way out of the relationship -- my fiancée, let's call her Janet, had recently made it clear she wanted children (three of them!) stra...
I arrived in Florida, late in the afternoon. I found a nice place to stay for the night on the south side of Miami. It was a chance for me to get a night's sleep after the two and a half day trip down from up north. It was also a place for me to start reverting back into a military mindset so that I could report in the morning to my base. The motel was one...
No one knows what it's like to be me. My name is Matthew Marquis. I'm a big white guy of Jewish origin who hails from the incredibly tough and resilient town of Stoughton, in the state of Massachusetts. I was raised by my absentee father and my guilt-inducing Jewish Mama. I finally escaped from my boring household when I went to Bay State University in Bosto...