I got up, and went to take a bath, the hostel had a common bathroom. I met Sonali on the way, she was clad in just a white towel. Her skin was glowing with the water droplets glowing like diamonds in the early morning sunlight. I just kept looking at her, as she walked by. She smiled at the look on my face, as I scanned her body, her wet hair, her silken ski...
Author's Foreword— This is my ninth posting to Literotica and my first posting in the "First Time" genre. The following is a true story. You are invited to visit my profile's archive to find my previous postings; I hope you enjoy them. John W. Adams, Jr., November 23, 2008 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * This posting is going to involve m...
Wendy Johnson grew up as an only child to a couple of parents who hated winter. So, Wendy was raised to think that winter was always just something to bear with until the days grew warmer, when the three of them could take their beloved speedboat out on the lake once again. So, it was a big adjustment for Wendy when she married Kevin. He came from a large fa...
Once or twice a week she packed a lunch for him always diligent to pack a sticky note under his sandwich. Usually a simple I heart U or See you at home Love. But she had woke up early that morning and feeling quite turned on from her wet dream. Very tempted to snake her hand over his side and wake him to a hand job. Instead knowing he had worked the late shi...
Beyond our world exists a realm of the gods. Each god creates notebooks called Reality Notes to create worlds. Each Reality Note controls the reality in one world. Sometimes the Reality Note is never used and the world progresses naturally. Other times, the god in charge of the Reality Note makes changes. Some do so responsibly. Others just write in whatever...
It was Christmas Eve and as our kids were well into their teens my wife and I decided to open all our gifts early. After coming home from a traditional night at our friend's house of singing Christmas carols and cocktails we arrived home. Unknown to my wife earlier in the day I had set up a little treasure hunt for her main gift. I thought it romantic and s...
It had been a good day at school for Anne so far. She had remembered to visit the girls' room before Miss Heath's class, well recalling that teacher's stern refusal to countenance release of any pupil to visit the lavatory, and Anne's recitation both in that class and in French class with Mlle Jumel had won her A's from those demanding instructors. She gla...
Chapter Four -- Unexpected Pictures It was two days later when Dan found the note. He was taking the garbage out when he saw the white envelope under the car's windshield wiper. After dumping the trash in the bin, he grabbed the note and opened it up. It was a short typed note: Take a look at www.mynakedwoman.com. Look under the real-time link and you m...
* This is a collection of notes. I had submitted a similar article in BDSM section. This one is somewhat romantic. I have poor skills at being romantic or writing story in this genre in general. All criticism and feedbacks are appreciated. To anyone wondering why are there being notes exchanged in this era of technology, notes and letters have a charm to...
Chapter 9: Terrible Sound How long I sat on the couch trembling I don't remember, my body flooded with adrenaline and my mind in turmoil. It took over an hour for the man's command to fully leave me, and when at last I could move with no hesitation I found I was unsure of what to do. I tried calling out to the genie both in my mind and aloud. I am sure if...