The midnight shift from hell was almost over. Eight hours ago, the sergeant handed me a set of keys for my police cruiser and I was off, into the night to protect and serve. My partner on this shift was my old friend Rick Flashington, or Flash as everyone called him. We rode in separate cars but we were both sent on every call. This particular shift was a bu...
Freddie (Frederich) von Ewald, who'd recently won an international competition for best erotic story, let it slip during a radio interview that he worked as a dress designer in a studio apartment above his mother's flower shop in Anaheim Street, Long Beach, California. Soon he'd received almost 200 letters from women pleading with him to help them spice up...
**Author's Note: I wrote this in an afternoon. This is my first ménage. ******** "C'mon, V." "No way." "Are you scared?" Sylvia goaded pushing her hard lemonade into Violet's hands. "You afraid of ghosts?" Violet and Sylvia stood in the shadow of the old temple of Eros that stood stoic even in ruins in the silver moonlight. "It looks like it's going t...
Many years ago I used to run away to a sacred hidden spot that was known to nobody except me. As I grew up on a farm in rural Ohio, I used to have wild dreams and fantasies. My family was raised Catholic and I was raised in a very strict environment. Life at home was rather boring. My brother and I did our chores and hung out with our friends. When I turned...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Mary wraps herself up in lights as a Christmas present for Paul = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * Mary read the text on her smart phone. "Boarding, see you around ten." Paul would be home for Christmas. She normally didn't mind the amount of travel he did with his job, but the just...
"Did you forget something?" he asks me in an amused, disbelieving tone. We sit there, stalled on a back road in the middle of farm country, and I quickly realize that I have. I lean my forehead against the steering wheel as I turn and remove the key from the silent car. How could I have let this happen? It was unlike me to be so absentminded. I am a planner...
This is the start of a new story that is the result of a dare from the Truth or Dare Room on the Literotica chat. All characters are older than 18 years of age. This is probably going to be a long-running series, with the "sexy fun" happening primarily in later chapters! *********** Fuck! I thought inwardly. Old Blue had once again bitten the dust and stal...
This is a continuation of a story I submitted here a while back called "Sara finds love". It contains the first part of the story and what is now the second installment. For him, attraction was not something that he could always recognize even when it would be obvious to others. He was a teacher in Catholic high school for girls and as such had long turned...
This is a true story from my Para Rescue Days. I'd like to thank my wife, Cymry for helping me edit and do the corrections. I dedicate this story to her. Para Rescue's motto is: So that others may live. She's the reason I live. * As we dropped altitude and closed in on the beachhead, the spectre groaned as Cowboy banked hard to the left. The call sign suit...
The sexual tension between Zack and Mira had been gradually building over the past year. They'd cross paths many times during the course of each day, working on the same floor in the firm's downtown office among hundreds of others. In the cube farm that made up most of the space on floor thirteen, each worked on opposite side of the floor, separated by the l...