Totally true story. I hope you enjoy! * So I had always had this fantasy of selling my body for a man's sexual pleasure. To me there is something validating about the fact me dressed in woman's clothes, lingerie, and acting girly could be attractive and sexy enough for a man that he would be willing to pay me to suck his cock and let him slide it inside...
I could be a better person, I know it, I mean I'm no drug pusher or anything. I'm not a user even, I haven't robbed a bank and for the most part I stayed away from the ladies. Sure, I was a nice enough guy and talked to people all the time, actually giving them advice on many occasions, but I am still convinced I could be better. Being out on the st...
We sat there staring despondently at the ground. We had searched through all our bags and pockets and had nothing like the money we needed to pay for the hot sex sessions we had each enjoyed with the hot, hung Dutch whore. The guy, the pimp, who had previously been all smiles and friendly encouragement, very quickly changed in demeanour when he discovered we...
My greatest thanks to Volunteer Editor Sister Jezabel for all her editing skills, suggestions, and constructive criticism. Without her, I'm not sure this story would have ever been published. I have been reading, and enjoying, the stories on Literotica for years. I finally decided to submit a story myself, so the following is my first. I ask for constructi...
(This is the second part of a true story that my wife, Jan, and I experienced this past summer. We apologize because it took so long to write this but we are still pretty involved with this story. We know it ends abruptly but we are already working on the next part of it. If you would like to read the first part of this story it is called "Oh No!".) It was...
Chapter 49 -- Nguyet dabbles in Prostitution "When can I finally play the hooker?" asked Nguyet as soon as we had sat down at the café. It sounded a little more dramatic than it actually was, as all she wanted was to add a little spice to our affair. I didn't answer immediately but lit a cigarette first. "Whenever you want: next week?" I replied eventuall...
After turning off the engine to my Miata, I glanced at the dashboard clock. I was an hour and forty minutes early. That was good, actually. It was a long drive out to Watermark Estates, about five hours. I was nervous about getting caught up in construction traffic on the turnpike and didn't want to be late for my "date." Besides, I'd have enough time to tou...
Happy Birthday to Me Okay, this is the first "Loving Wives" category story I've tried so a couple of comments before we get into the story itself. One of the things I've noticed in browsing through this category is that most of these stories are written from a distinctly male perspective, with the male partner primarily as the voyeur, sometimes the instigat...
~Author: I'm new at this writing thing I might miss spell something or have so much run on sentence just bear with me and tell me if you like or don't like the story~ +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Katrina spent almost her whole life working and behaving like a classy woman, she really didn't have much time for fun so she didn't go out muc...
What the fuck you gonna do with your life...the question echoed in her head in all angles...she was completing an acting degree, quite late in life too...thing was she liked directing more, and enjoyed skit writing... People always feel that you're supposed to do things in some structured right hand path...but when you're almost forty and very sex starved a...