This is a tale developed from an actual experience, or series of experiences, from my disreputable past. Names and a few other things have, of course, been altered freely. I met Tais in the bar at the Golf Club. She was new there, and all I wanted was a cold beer after a sweaty round of golf. She was interesting. Small and vivacious, with black hair, a wide...
Chapter I Her phone buzzes with a new text. "Are you at the hotel yet?" a smile forms as she reads the message from her hubby. "Yes. Just got in the room" she replied, setting her bags on the hotel bed. "How was your flight?" He asks. "Long... But fun. First Class is the best and I can't complain about free drinks!" A small smile forms on her lips thin...
Episode 6 – The Chat Carla was in the Literotica chat room soaking up the (usually) stimulating conversation in the Hot Tub. A male user entered the tub, and proceeded to make everyone laugh at his dry humor. Carla took a look at his profile, and saw that that George was about her age, and was looking to chat with mature and intelligent women. Carla decide...
I am thankful that when God was giving out good looks, I wasn't at the end of the queue! I'm not boasting - I don't need to - I'm just blessed with a good physique. Also, I'm fairly well equipped in the tackle department; eight inches of solid male flesh that, over the years, I've learned to use properly. Just having a big dick isn't enough by itself; to s...
I feel like I'm losing my ability to stay calm and composed. I keep thinking about this totally inappropriate crush that I've been dealing with for months and months now. I'm a 29 year old black woman and I'm terribly attracted to a 60 year old white man. Each time I allow my thoughts to wander they end up in exactly the same place. My favourite fantasy in...
This past weekend, as most of the last week or so has been, was unseasonably warm. I'm talking like 60 degrees at one point this past weekend. At this time of the year, the last place anyone would want to be is the mall. Packed! But I told my husband that even though I knew it was going to be crowded, I wanted to go and soak in some of the festive Christmas...
Sam had a guitar, and he could play. No one else was very impressed with this fact, I guess, because I was the one who stayed at his feet all night, begging him to play another song for me. He would smile and oblige, as willing to have an audience as I was to hear him play and sing in his smooth voice. He went through his entire repertoire for me, so that by...
My wife and I share a passion for politics, but I was surprised one night when she told me she wanted "An Obama baby." I had a hunch about where she was going, so I tried to change the subject. "I'm excited, too. Amy! I really think he's going to be our next president!" We're both latte liberals excited about the possibility of our country electing Barack...
Parrish Pindler stood in abject pain as his testicles dragged, with the extensive weights attached to his chastity belt. Babs whacked the weights between Parrish's legs as he stood before her. "Yup, that fellow Copeland is a genius! I needed a little more vavoom to your chastity device, and this certainly has given you something to think about, huh babe?" B...
Mark Hammond was dying. Sad, of course. A little morbid, certainly, but an unfortunate fact nonetheless. It was not earth-shattering news. Mark had known for the last year and, slowly, had come to accept his fate. He had become philosophical; a thinker, sorting out what remained of his days and putting his affairs in order. He was no longer angry, no longe...