Many years ago, almost half a century now, I was in the US Air Force; and was stationed at Duluth Air Base, Minnesota. Like most young, single men who were in the armed forces then, I spent most of my free time drinking and/or looking for pussy. I always had more luck in the former activity than the latter; I kept trying, but most of my dates were with my ri...
A little Valentin's Day story that combines some truth and some fiction. If you are not familiar with my other work, I tend to write in a unique style that combines the main character's thoughts, lots of dialog, and a healthy amount of consensual play; with all parts of the lovely female anatomy. RoM Amy and I are your classic early empty nesters. Marri...
Finally, the divorce papers had come through and I had the documents in my hand. I was ready to get on with my life. Excited, I looked at the time. It was only 10.00am; I could give Sally a call, tell her the good news, and see if she was up for a spontaneous few days away. We spoke for about twenty minutes, "Anna, I am so sorry, I would love to, but Barry i...
I met my Master on the internet. In fact, I met him when he responded to one of my stories he read here at Literotica. He has since controlled me through email and I wondered what it would be like when we actually met. What would he be like? Would he be as strong as he appeared in his emails? My Master told me that one day he would surprise me and show up...
Without a doubt the weirdest and most dangerous sexual relationship I have ever had was with a girl called Kirsty Gallacher. I met her in a crowded night-club, I was 21 and the proverbial 'young, dumb and full of cum'. She was, looks wise at least, way out of my league but that didn't stop me chatting her up, buying her and her mates a drink and getting a da...
Jesse stared at the girls like a moron. He felt his mouth hanging open but he couldn't take his eyes off the blonde twins. Nicole was now holding her sister's head in her hands and kissing her lightly on the lips. Jesse saw her bite Jennifer's lower lip and pull it gently until she let it go. Nicole leaned forward again and Jesse now knew their tongues were...
This is the sixth story in this series. I should stop but I'm fascinated with Denise Hines and her friends. I hope you enjoy them. This story will make much more sense if you've already read Her Second Job chapters 1 -5. While the series was inspired by things which really happened many years ago, this story is complete fiction. Any similarities between any...
Continuing the tale. I am pretty sure I took care of the "too damn short" problem, so from this point on, all submissions should be that length or longer (as merited). A word about descriptions - I like them. That's about it. I call it "front loading": if I set the stage as complete as possible, adding what descriptions I can it frees me up from ever havin...
Your instructions were explicit. You were to wear that tight dress. The black one that revealed more than it hid. You are comfortable with your body, but this dress always made you feel self-conscious. He knew it. You were supposed to sit at the bar and flirt. This is what a good slut does. Flirts and teases. One drink was brought over compliments of the tw...
Chapter 1 – The Beginning I'd been with my current girlfriend, Suzanna; for just over three years. We had a great relationship based on the fact we were best friends, nothing was a secret between us. We often talked about our dreams and fantasies, which often involved sex with other people. Suzanna knew that I fancied many of her friends and I was comfort...