It was a steamy, lazy afternoon at Silverstone. Tiago Monteiro was reclining in the cockpit of his Jordan, waiting for the pit lane to open so that he could come out and set his Satuday qualification time. He was the first man out, having had a disappointing race last time in France when he retired with a mechanical failure. Tiago tried to relax, put everyth...
You dash into the lobby from the rain in the low-cut, tight white dress I bought you. In the damp of the evening it clings to your curves, and every man in the lobby and the bar turns to look at you. You thrill at the attention, and you blush knowing that I wanted you to draw their eyes. You walk to the elevator, the air conditioning on your wet skin making...
The fire crackled in the cabin's stone hearth. The logs whistled as the moisture steamed. The seasoned firewood stack had been covered with a late season snow. The fire now transformed the clinging ice to vapor as it consumed the wood. Wynn and Marcy had cross country skied to the Total Woman Excursions' timberland cabin arriving late in the afternoon. Earl...
"Dammit! Stop that!" I rolled over and nearly rolled off the couch as Tori's ringtone jangled away annoyingly. I fished around for the phone - under me, nope - pocket, nope - floor, yup. The message read "R U OK?" "Y" "Look at your txt history." I did. My last text to her was at four in the morning. "U'll n4 bliev the Jssy" "Sry. I think I thought I was...
It was the end of summer and the beginning of college fall semester but the Georgia air was still humid and warm. Off campus, young sophomore Ethan was asleep in his apartment. He was a fit, shorthaired, clean cut young man. An aspiring business major who enjoyed kickboxing. Two young men, disguised with neoprene ski masks, quietly entered his apartment...
I wrote this story quite a while ago but never submitted it. There is no sex in this one. Merely, a short story about an old man. I hope you like it. * Beeep...beeep...beeep...beeep, the alarm shrieked until a wrinkled arm swung around and the accompanying bony hand smashed down on the snooze button silencing the irritating sound with a loud thwack. Shit,...
I had not intended to write a Part 2 for "Discovering Hannah's Secret" but a Literotica reader approached me to do a follow up to the original for them and they liked it so much that they have convinced me to post it for others to read too. You need to read Part 1 to know what the characters are all about and I really hope you enjoy reading this story as mu...
Chapter 1; Tim A soft warm hand on my shoulder, shaking me, waking me and a distant voice echoing around my brain as I sought to establish just who and where I was. "¿está usted bien?" "¿Usted necesita ayuda?" A soft female voice then and the realisation that in fact I had fallen asleep on my beach. At least, what I considered to be my beach. In trut...
Chapter 1. Jill's Story I woke up confused. I had been having a highly erotic dream but I had already lost the details. Only my body still remembered the sensations. I was warm and wet. I never have this kind of dreams. The front door bell rang again. I knew it was again; that must have been what had wakened me. I looked at my clock. Shit it was five to eig...
Dear Shoeblossom: My name's Noelle. I was just reading "LETTER FROM BOSTON"...That dopey rich boy Franz the Fool wrote you about how I was his Candy Striper, when he was in the hospital in four cast traction...and how I teased his cock and balls, and beat the crap out of him...and made him suck off my gay cousin! God, it brings it all back! Truth be told,...