"Wow those are some big bags for such a small girl?" said a gravelly voice from behind, Lisa. tilted her head a little to look back down the apartment hallway and saw the voice had come from an older gentleman who was now walking toward her. Lisa hadn't lived here long and didn't know the man, but he looked quite harmless and had very kind eyes. "Yeah, jus...
I had been living in Utah about 6 months or so and had gotten a job working with people with disabilities. I was making a good living considering I was in Utah, and I was finally able to find my own place. It wasn't Taj Mahal, but I rented a small little 1 bedroom cottage not far from the main highway. I was doing alright, meeting girls, getting laid and hav...
"Fuck," the thick blonde spat between pants. Her perfectly manicured fingers clinched the Egyptian cotton sheets tighter. "That's what you need, slut!" He said as his dark hand connected once more with the alabaster skin of her upturned bottom, turning it an indecent shade of red. Moving her hips back, she felt his thickness invade her once more; reaching...
(Note: Sorry. No sex in this chapter.) *** I guess as a starving actress, I was willing to take any role including this one. "Hot date!" An off-off-off Broadway play about Shannon; a single, middle aged woman trying to find romance, love and lust. In the later scenes, it required me to be fully nude along with my "date" as we discuss our wants and desires....
Truly and simply a story of fantasy. None of the names are real as related to me and I’m defiantly not the boy, but I’m sure most of us men would like to have been him. ********************************************** Chapter one: By the time I’d turned fourteen my hormones had kicked in and sex was becoming an obsession with me. At every opportunity I wo...
In this chapter, he gets treated like a king by an elegant lady. ***** Rachael I was pleasantly surprised to see Rachael at my door when I opened it. She was the owner and head chef of 'La Petite Maison', an exclusive bistro that specialized in French and Mediterranean cuisine, and she was carrying two large insulated food containers. As I helped her carr...
Enslaved in Berlin, Horace's miniscule remains of dignity, were once again taken to their lowest reserve as an audience of women including his sadistic Mistress and the fur clad Frau Luckner, gave spiteful applause at Heidi's demonstration of both her physical and sexual superiority over him, on the polished gymnasium-like floor of the upper room. He'd quick...
My husband had finally packed all of his things, and was now standing at the front door, staring at me from behind dark sunglasses. His mouth was a straight line, tight, his eyebrows drawn together. I wasn't sure if he'd been angry or feeling regret. I couldn't have cared any less at that point. I just wanted him to walk out of that door, and hopefully out o...
One of the beautiful things about writing stories for Literotica is that it's so very anonymous. I mean, you can write about your most intimate desires, your most exciting affairs, your wife or your husband and know that only you, your editors and some staff know anything about you. It's quite exciting actually. When I wrote my first story I used the nam...
Niki returns from the kitchen carrying a bowl of warm, soapy water and a flannel. She has taken off the leggings, socks and running shoes leaving only her pink, cotton nickers and a bright green T-shirt advertising a band he's never heard of. But John hasn't heard of any bands in the last 30 years so he pays no attention to that. He does pay attention to her...