*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes I need an editor. No. I do not want an editor. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of. Yes it jumps around too much. Yes it's in the wrong category. Yes it's too long, yes it's too short. Yes this is stupid shit and yes, I am a ter...
I sit there for long moments lost in my fantasy before slowly my body cools and I once more regain a sense of where I am. I feel a wonderful sense of playfulness and naughtiness coursing through my veins as I stand up. Stretching like a cat, my back arches as I let go of the last remaining tension in my body. I feel vigorous and alive. Looking over at the cl...
The apartment was a simple upper west side Manhattan home. It looked out onto 96th street and was bordered with Central park west and Riverside park. From the outside, the apartments were painted white with its detailed architecture delicately covered in ivy that was crawling its way up the walls and arching over the curves of the doorways. The natural green...
Chapter 2: Deserve AUTHOR'S NOTE: As stated at the beginning of Chapter 1, this chapter will have no sex. Live with it. Speaking of which, Chapter 3 might take a while longer because I reread it a few minutes before submitting this chapter and, well...it sucks. Gotta love hindsight. So, yeah, I'll need a little extra time. It's not like this story's the b...
Susan reveals the friendships and family relationships lost over her need to write erotica. As a seemingly well adjusted, single woman on the surface, just as no one would know that I'm unemployed and still homeless, no one would know that I write erotica of all things to write. Who knew? Go figure. With my four, big, older brothers living in Ohio and Mich...
When the phone rang, I was surprised to hear Kayla's voice. "Hi, Kayla how are you doing?" "Olivia I'm doing pretty good, how about you?" "Not bad. Have you heard anything more about our dancing assignments? I haven't heard a thing from Yvette and it has been nearly five months since she first told us about what the organization was going to do. Several t...
The Halloween party was in full swing and Doug and Marie were pleased with the results. The basement was almost packed wall to wall with friends in costumes of every variety. Doug handed Marie a cup of punch and they watched as one of the couples strolled passed, he dressed as an Arabian sheik and she dressed as a belly dancer, the jewels and trinkets of her...
"I want all the details. Tell me everything!" Kelly demanded of me. The vice like grip she had on my unit through my ski pants was incentive enough but I knew she would get off on hearing all the dirty details. It was a long lift to the top of the mountain so I figured I might as well tell her everything. Before I get into the meat of those details, let me...
People who think that your first name does not help determine your fate are invariably named Bill or John or Mary. They are safely anonymous behind their plain vanilla name and never have the world prejudge them or pigeon hole them based on their parent's whim alone. But take it from me, Candi - a name can dictate how others first perceive you and sway their...
F5: Empires of the Stars (Author's note: This story is an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. Every story for this FAWC begins with the exact same line. Where it goes from there is up to the...