Tylarah awoke in the train carriage just as the day was darkening, to see that someone was sitting on the bench across from her. The blur of sleep lifted from her eyes to reveal that it was none other than her teacher, Shyrrick. He was deeply engrossed in reading a small, red leather-bound book by the orange electric glow in the compartment and did not seem...
It all starts one night at a club, I am doing my usual teasing and seduction with all the men around me, then I notice a man sitting so still in the corner all by himself, so handsome, I find my eyes drifting back to him all evening. Each time I look at him his eyes meet mine and a shiver goes down my spine. I have never had this connection with any of these...
I was sorting through the usual parish post-bag one summer morning when I spotted the note. It was not in an envelope and did not bear a stamp. It was hand-written, in a flowery calligraphy. It took me aback and I had to read it twice, three times, to absorb what the words said. Here they are... "Dear Vicar, I dream of your mouth. I dream of your mouth pr...
It's early on a sunny weekday morning. I've taken the day off from work under the pretense of a doctor's appointment, but I don't actually have anything on my schedule. The day stretches before me, limitless in possibility. In the shower, I shampoo and shave my legs. Since I'm at it, I might as well shave the down covering my pussy. One likes to be careful w...
Ch01 - The De-Frocking of Father Daniel I was sorting through the usual parish post-bag one summer morning when I spotted the note. It was not in an envelope and it was hand-written. I had to read it twice to absorb what the words said. "Dear Father, I dream of your mouth. I dream of your mouth pressed first against my neck, kissing me there where my pul...
THIS adventure, one from real life, really began a long time ago when my wife and I lived in another State. There we were part of a circle of wonderful friends who loved to eat great food, drink a lot of quality wine and play around with the boundaries of marriage and friendship. We never got as far as wife or husband swapping but the sex with our spouses af...
Two years ago I wrote to Literotica about a man named Steve who interrupted a shower I was sharing with my wife and ended up joining us in a three some. This was the start of a sexual awakening of sorts, most of which are chronicled here on the site. I can tell you that all of the stories are true and my hope is to show couples that opening their marriage up...
It didn't matter that she was married, or she had kids. It didn't matter that she was a vivacious, exemplary soccer mom that liked to bake goods and watch after the kids in the neighborhood to get in good with the other parents. It didn't matter that the only reason I knew her was because I stumbled across her babysitting ad one weekend because, let's face i...
Working and owning a strip club wasn't an easy job, not when you had an eighteen month old at home and no man to call your own. Some nights it doesn't pay to walk in the door while others are a definite plus. He frowned slightly and chugged the rest of his beer. Rising from his seat he moved towards the bar hoping to meet up with the dancer that was on stag...
I let out my breath as you turn the corner. I've been sitting on your stoop for half an hour, praying you don't have any plans after work. Surprise visits are risky. Your walk betrays your ten-hour day. You're still buried deep in your music. Your head bends to your lit cigarette as your other hand searches in your pocket for your keys. You exhale smoke as...