As I stood before the mirror getting dressed, I started having second thoughts about the agreement I'd made with my friend, Bianca. Hi, I'm Kate and I'm proud that although I'm almost 30, I still easily fit into size 8 dresses. The mirror revealed my great shape. Although I'm five feet ten, my physique is petit and my shoulder length straight blonde hair, bl...
You are about to read another story in what I hope becomes a continuing series of true stories involving my new lady. This is the second in the series so far, the first story involving my girlfriend is "Potahawk Boat Party". If you haven't had the chance to read that story first, you might want to read it first since it occurred July 2003 and this story happ...
Hypno Girl took a deep breath as she entered the seedy nightclub. Coming here was risky, but she felt confident that her mental powers would protect her from any threat. Besides, with Psionica battling the tentacle monsters on Alteron Five, Hypno Girl was the only available member of the Justice Society with the telepathic power to find Cosmic Girl and rescu...
SATURDAY After a day of shopping and sight-seeing, Carly and I put on our sexiest little black dresses and went to a nightclub. It was about midnight; the nightclub opened an hour and half ago so it was already raging. Carly was just enthralled. She stared at the dancers hanging from the ceiling, watching them twist and do acrobatics. Then she declared that...
Georgia had led a sheltered life, both as a guy and as herself. She had never been to a nightclub, ever! I was away on business and staying in my usual hotel in Southampton. Arriving early allowed me extra time to have a bubble bath and shave all over, finishing off with a moisturiser, plucking eyebrows, painting my toenails and so on. All the usual girly...
Author's Note: This is the latest choice for Dread Harbor's CYOA. As such, moving forward Literotica readers will also have the ability to vote on what happens next! Vote in the comments section below! Previous Choice: Agree to help Her Deckard sighed, staring at his thumbs for a long moment. How had he managed to get himself roped into this mess? He h...
Normally, I am a science fiction writer. I mostly write about time travel. After experiencing this dream the other night, I had to write everything down. I’m still trying to figure out how to combine time travel and erotic fiction. Maybe someday I’ll figure it out. Please try to forgive the humor in the first part of the story. I add a little humor in my sto...
The Meeting I am sitting at a corner table in a coffee shop called the Cornagen Tavern in Donetsk, Ukraine. It is a quaint little bar and restaurant, the kind of place you can have a beer and a great local cuisine meal. I am sipping a beer, waiting for her to come walking through the door. I am excited to see her for the first time, up close and personal,...
Astrid looked down and saw herself dressed in a long dark red dress. It was quite low cut revealing her luscious cleavage. Her dark brown hair was hanging loose with bouncy curls. Her big brown eyes widened as she saw all these beautiful people going into an elegant looking nightclub. She slowly walked in the building feeling her legs shaking and her stoma...
Names are changed to protect the guilty. Everything else is exactly as I remember it. Whispers was always a terrible nightclub. It was one of those places you would never plan to go to but then after about the fifth drink with the gang after work on a Friday you'd somehow find yourself there anyway. The kind of place where married men would slip their wedd...