I would say that I spend a good seventy five percent of my effort, minimum, when talking about BDSM, actively contradicting common wisdom on the topic. And it must really seem, at times, like I'm simply contrarian on the matter. Given how I go out of my way to challenge almost every perception and preconception about it, sometimes, I must seem like one of th...
Amy lay in bed thinking of the day when she would get to hear his voice. For now, she only has the fantasy. "Maybe some day," she thought. But but for now, she did what she always does best, touching herself, playing with herself. Soon, her thoughts made her reach between her legs and touch her pussy. When she became wet, she tasted her juices. Slowing strok...
My friend Tom made a remark about a former girlfriend and I encouraged him to tell me more about her. It took a bit of wangling, and when I mentioned that I might write his story up for Literotica, he almost clammed up. But in the end he seemed to get quite aroused from talking about his time with Susan, and he gave me a lot of details about how she expresse...
Hey, there. My name is Nicole Calixte. I'm a six-foot-one, curvy and big-bottomed young black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Hannibal College in Brockton, a historically black private school named after General Hannibal Barca of the Carthaginian Empire, the legendary enemy of ancient Rome. Life is okay these days. I'm i...
"I want a 'do over'" she said. "You do?" her friend responded, surprised. "Yup, I do." "Okay, then, how about you come over next Friday, and this time, you supply the wine." "Sounds great," she said. She thought about it all week. That night. The night when she was too drunk, or too naïve, or both, to realize the seduction that was intended. For her...
It's the beginning of summer, and the spring semester is almost over. I messed up another essay by not following directions. I can't believe it. Professor Allen passes back our essays about Virginia Woolf's To the Lighthouse. On the top margin of my paper, in neat, tiny lettering, Professor Allen has written: Amanda, this is a fine paper, but did you not und...
She stared at the familiar cock in front of her and pushed his knees against the arms of the leather chair. His dress pants and underwear were pushed down to his dark socks. With both hands she cupped his ass cheeks and slide him forward. His member slipped into her wet and willing mouth. Her boss let out a soft moan, as not to alert the any staff who might...
Intimate Admissions #1 (Tina's Story) Author's Note – The following story came about as an exercise in creative writing. As part of a course for aspiring novelists I took in college, one assignment was to write a short story from the perspective of a member of the opposite sex. I had to interview several women, get them to relate their most unusual or most...
This is my first erotic story. I don't know how many stories on Literotica are true and how many are fantasy, but this one really is true. It is about how I met my most recent and wonderful partner, and the most erotic encounter of my life. It is written completely from my point of view as a woman. I hope you enjoy it, whether you're male or female... It ha...
Nothin' quite like a cute lil' shit-talker, in my opinion. You may know the type; they flirt aggressive, by talking trash... type who's favorite little saying is "you couldn't handle all this!" I swear, it's like their catch-phrase. They tend to talk up the pussy - how it's out of this world, how they'll put it on you and have you questioning your life decis...