The walk to the cafe was brisk. A nice wake-up after a very restful sleep. I have some great memories of this coffee shop, this very booth as a matter of fact. It was the site of my first date with my wife. In college it was the hangout. Looking around, I see it hasn't changed at all. The same worn out jukebox in the corner, playing the same worn out songs....
This story is about an interesting weekend that we spent at our host's house. We (we are an exhibitionist couple) suggested a get-together with him (he is a voyeur) after we discussed a scenario similar to the popular TV show "Big Brother". We had a terrific time and would gladly entertain offers from any readers that would wish to allow us to repeat everyth...
Copyright Oggbashan November 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * It started in September. I was out for the day with...
It started with an email. Our last story on Literotica brought us some good comments, some criticism and one email. The email was from a couple. I'll keep the names secret but call them Jan and Rob. The email said that they liked the story and had similar fantasies. The email concluded: 'If you feel like it, drop us a line.' Well, the story they responded t...
In 1978, when I was just out of high school, I lucked into a job at a small market radio station. I started out on overnights, but at age 19 -- after just a few months on the air -- I was moved into the afternoon drive shift. On-air staff in radio aren't usually allowed the luxury of holidays off, so I found myself working on Thanksgiving Day. Since the rest...
I've been in bed with a lot of men -- but I've not kinky. One man, one bed has been my general rule. Only for a few months did I participate in what might be called group sex. I was 38 and I had been divorced for many years and had learned, slowly and painfully, to enjoy sex for what it was -- recreation -- and not to anticipate true love. I became friends...
Liz was sitting on a couch in the living room and the party was just getting started when Rob arrived. He'd seen her at the apartments but hadn't yet met her. She was a redhead, he liked that, but she had small boobs, he liked bigger ones. But overall she was quite stunning, slender, blue eyed, pretty face, to top it off she was wearing a skirt that came to...
Despite the descriptions and the paintings that had made their way to England, nothing had prepared Annette for her first glimpse of Versailles. Fountains played in the ornamental gardens while ladies with large fans sat on fine stone benches taking the air. The scent of the numerous rose bushes tantalized her nostrils with its perfume and the beautifully sh...
No one wanted the weekend to end, the magic to evaporate. They were like teenagers, could not get enough of one another. Holding hands, hugging, kissing as they walked through shops, before they knew it was lunchtime. With bags and bags of this and that, like little kids in a candy store. Shopping had them all ravenous, for food that is. Being ravenous for...
After the four-hour drive to Washington, DC, Elaina slid gratefully out of the car. Traffic on Interstate 95 was always terrible; she didn't know how she had been so lucky today. Before reaching into the back seat of the car to pick up her bag, she stopped for a moment to look at the house where she would be staying this weekend. It was a simple row house, r...