Hello, and welcome to the sixth issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of their piece. If you want to make a general comment on...
As I had expected the week of Mary Ann and Steve's trip to Hedonism in Jamaica was one of pure hell for me, yet shaded with a thrilling angst that only a cuckold can experience. Yet, was I really a cuckold or simply a guy who had lost his girl to another man? I had listened and learned that night at Steve's house of Mary Ann's intense craving for his sex, wh...
Author's Note: "This was my first submission to Literotica back in November of 2004. It's raw and unpolished, but I think it stands well on its own. Enjoy!" * I had been working as a nurse's aide at the hospital for almost six months, and was beginning to realize how much I hated the job. I worked on the Sub Acute unit, a place reserved mainly for people...
"Come to my office." Victor hung up the phone and got up. By now, the office had emptied of most people. Carmine had even left at six. Walking into his boss's office he saw Meredith sitting back in her chair behind her desk. She brought her hands up and arched her fingers. Victor steeled himself for her end run on the marriage proposal. "What will our sche...
It has been quite a drought for Sonya and I. Play time has been a luxury we have not been able to indulge in for many months. The daily trials of life in the city, family and work have drained us. It was time for a vacation to try to recapture some of the good things in life. After doing a cursory review of travel magazines and online sites, we decided to go...
BEWARE: THIS STORY CONTAINS THEMES OF SEX AND HUMILIATION. This story is a complete work of fiction, and all character references have only coincidental similarity with any real person either living or dead. Remember the difference between fantasy and reality is as fundamental as the difference between right and wrong. *********************** On the wa...
The party was what it was, an office party. Despite this auspicious moniker, it was still quite something. Kara worked for a small but prestigious consulting firm, and tonight was sort of a congratulatory party. The firm, and in particular the division Kara headed up, had posted record profits and industry-leading numbers across the board. The higher-ups ha...
Amber stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towelling robe around her body. Her long blonde hair, darkened by the water hung down her back like a curtain of damp silk. In the mirror deep blue, almost violet, eyes looked at her, out of a lean, high cheek boned face. Her long fingers combed through the wet tresses, the action of lifting her arms pressing h...
There was just enough of a part in the curtains to let the daylight in and it hit exactly in my eyes. I looked at my watch and it was 8:30 Sunday morning. I must have really been tired or it was the Shiner beers followed by a couple of scotches that sealed my fate. After getting back from Jan's house, I returned to the Marriott and when straight to my room....
(Author's note: At the request of a fan, this is a companion to The Shaved Slave. It tells Susan's side of the events leading up to that series. Enjoy). My name is Susan, and I'm submissive. Oh, God. That's terrible. It sounds like a fucking twelve-step program, and I don't want to start with an impression that I think that there's something wrong with m...