NOTE: If you enjoy these stories, and want anything specific to play out, please email me. Erotica is my vacation from everyday life. I haven't found anything I'm uncomfortable writing, so don't be bashful. I can either post the story here on Lit or email it to you if your storyline isn't necessarily Lit-friendly. I also have no problem keeping stories priva...
Ali Dey, the ruler of Ottoman Tunis, woke up when he felt something jumping on his pillow. A silk face rubbed his jaw and started purring. His cat Ghost must have convinced his guards to let her into his apartment. Probably by demanding that so loudly, the soldiers rather send her in than wake their lord. AGAIN. She was a huge, long haired, Turkish cat, the...
"To Max with my eternal gratitude for showing me the meaning of eroticism" * * * * * I would like for you to join me as I explain my journey into the world of fantasies, passion and teasing that began the season of my life that I prefer to call my "Mad Season" of which I would not change for a million dollars. Who would have thought that through a chance r...
Claire and I own a small house that we rent out to a couple of university students. Once a month we collect the rent. Claire said she would pick up the rent after work. When she arrived at the house she let herself in and picked up the cheques off the table. While she was there she decided to check everything was in order, so she looked around the rooms. In...
My wife Megan and I went out with 2 other couple friends on a Saturday night to the local restaurant and bar where we generally hang out. Before leaving, Megan drained a couple rum and diet cokes, so she already had a buzz going. We met up with our friends Renee and her husband Tony, as well as Kate and her husband Chris. The three girls all grew up togethe...
This is the first in a series of true stories about my first bisexual experience. It starts a little slow as I wanted to provide the context. But the next stories in the series will get to the action much quicker. I hope you enjoy! * I graduated from an Ivy League school in the summer of 2006. Contrary to popular opinion, not everyone at Ivy League schools...
Disclaimer: If you only like reading realistic things, please don't read this. I only like to read and to write fiction. All characters and facts are pure imagination. Everybody is over 18 years old. This story is somehow connected to "Toxic MILF" series, but it can also be read separately. Please feel free to comment! * "Those dirty sex shows must ha...
I walk into the University library, with its high ceilings and humongous oak tables, with rows of tall back chairs lining the side of the tables which stretch out long across the center of the first floor. The center is wide open aside from the tables, surrounded by case after case of shelves, and the library scales three stories. Three stories of books, ind...
I will try to make this standalone, since not all readers will get to my other stories. I am a Doctor, 50 years young now. I am still in just fine shape, thank you very much! At 5'5" and 118 pounds, I still get nice looks from men when I am fixed up just a bit. I just spent my very first Thanksgiving day alone. It was by choice, I had no place I wanted to...
I am lying in bed fast asleep, when I awake to the presence of someone in my room. I open my eyes but can't see anything; a scarf or piece of cloth has been tied around my eyes, blinding me. Still sleepy and confused, I begin to panic, not knowing who is there. I am about to call out when I hear a familiar voice, a voice that sends tingles through me, a voi...