Author's note: This story originated with a reader who is a realtor and organizer. On one occasion, she actually did find some hidden treasures in a house. My thanks to Kim for her help in creating this story. ***** It was one of those beautiful weekend days between spring and summer, not too hot or humid and perfect for a long morning walk in the neighb...
Disclaimer: All characters portrayed are fictional and over eighteen years old. By continuing to read, the reader acknowledges voluntarily encountering depraved and offensive material. If any ideas for more, experiences, comments on the stories, or links to similarly themed material exist, kindly submit them to the author. ___________________________ Wesl...
(A fictional story about fictional characters) Debra Barone was upset with her husband Raymond; no she was pissed. He had done it to her again. He had completely ignored the plans they had made, and now she had to go by herself. The previous night had been the first wedding anniversary of his brother Robert and his bride Amy, and they had all attended a din...
As-Salamu Alaykum, my brothers and sisters. My name is Jonathan James Korfa. My friends call me J.J. My family hails from the town of Dhamasa in the Gedo region of Somaliland. My father and mother moved to the City of Boston, Massachusetts, where I was born a few years later. I grew up in New England, and lived there for my whole life. One day, my existence...
To the reader: Sometimes it's fun to just explore a story premise without getting too involved in character development and motivations. This is one of those stories. Tom looked at his wife on the floor next to their bed. She was naked, her skin gleaming in the artificial light. On all fours, her ponderous tits dangled invitingly, and below the broad exp...
Foreword I was asked by a reader to write a story with erotic denial as the centrepiece activity. The fourth Mrs. Sang story and this are direct responses to that request. There is also a challenge that is issued between the protagonists. It should not be attempted in real life unless it is under the guidance of a qualified, knowledgeable and experienced p...
Keep adding me to your favorites list and vote and I will keep telling you real stories about our Lifestyle. This is a fictional story based on fact. Names and locations have been changed to protect my identity and my wife's identity. I have changed enough of the story so as not to incriminate our friends either. Everyone in my stories is over 21. The story...
Author's Note: It's been a long time, huh? I've missed you all so much. The reader interaction on Literotica is what makes this community so great, and if it wasn't for you guys I'd never be where I am now. I know it's just sexy stories but it really means the world to me that so many of you have read them. Not only that, a lot of you have favorited them, s...
It's strange, but I was happy to get back to work on Monday. After a life disruption like I'd been through, the return of routine was welcome. I parked very close to where I'd been stabbed. Heading towards the elevator, I paused and looked over at the stairwell where it happened. I shuddered and walked on, wondering if I'd ever be able to go into work agai...
First off, a big, giant, huge thank you to SoCalCynic for putting up with my irritating, enthusiastic ass and editing this thing. This story does share a few characters from my very first story, Casey's Valentine. The piece does stand alone, so it's far from required reading. But if you read the first, you'll probably catch on a lot sooner than the main cha...