Cupid, God of Love, doesn't want to shoot any more arrows. Eros, aka Cupid, the God of Love, doesn't want to shoot any more arrows. "Cupid! What are you doing?" "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm sleeping or, at least, trying to sleep." "Get up, Eros. Get out of bed. You're going to be late," said Psyche Cupid's wife. "Late? Late for what?" "Valent...
The D Club. A balmy August Saturday night. Everyone who was anyone in the celebrity Dominatrix scene seemed to be there. There was an excited chatter rarely seen in the club. An expectation buzzed through the air, this would be an exciting, rarely seen before night. The lights went right down. Plunging the large main hall into complete darkness for some mo...
I found my house without any difficulty and I felt really depressed, which was surprising since I just had amazing sex with Sarah Michelle Gellar. But something about this whole thing felt really bad. It was starting out ok, I know I couldn't really complain, hell I got to do what any guy on Earth would love to. Yet I felt like something around the corner wa...
I couldn't begin to guess what it would be that year. And, as usual, the excitement left me feeling sort of breathless and giddy. All day, I had a hard time keeping my focus on work. (It's never really easy. Working at home and telecommuting my graphic design suggestions through a PC leaves me with plenty of room for distractions. Now that both of the kids a...
This story takes place many years ago when I was in college, so the statute of limitations has run out for any references to drug use or anything else that might have been illegal at the time. The names have been changed to prevent my friends from suing me. And special thanks to Atlprof for asking the question in Literotica chat that reminded me of this. It...
These are few stories about my time in a new state. In hind sight I'm not sure how my sex life couldn't have gotten any better. In the beginning things were bleak but s times passed I ended up leaving town on more then one occasion to rest my dick. I was 35 years old when moved to small town (pop 264, pop 15,000 in the county) in Central Utah in the Fall of...
"Yo! Gwynnie, Huey here." Huey Lewis' voice crackled on the phone. "Oh, Huey, wazzup?" Gwyneth Paltrow spoke in a lazy tone. "Our 'Cruisin' CD is out. You wanna listen to it?" "Oh God, it's done? Where are you?" Gwynnie's voice became excited. "In my car, I'm playin' it while I'm cruisin." "Come here, quick, can you?" she urged. "Alright, be there...
This is a Nude Day contest story. Please vote. Writer ponders the reason for Nude Day, when every day is Nude Day. * Admittedly, I'm a pervert but, sadly, I'm not a pervert in good standing. Doubly ashamed, for being a pervert and for not being a pervert in good standing, unable to do anything right, I no longer know where I fit or don't fit in society....
Having towelled myself dry I realised I hadn't brought any change of clothes into the bathroom. Walking back along towards our bedroom my mind wandered to an episode of 'Friends' which I'd recently seen again where 'Rachel' found herself enjoying the experience of being naked around her flat. I'm not sure if it was just the liberating feeling of not being...
Over the course of the next few months John began to feel much like a yo-yo, seemingly constantly in motion and usually somewhere else in the world than where he'd rather be. To he and Dee's initial disappointment she had not 'caught' immediately, but they soon learned the delight of Rae Jeanne's old saw about "Practice makes Pregnant" - enjoying the opportu...