Authors Note: This is my first ever story for literotica or any other site for that matter. I left out details of the physical appearance of the character on purpose, I don't want to limit viewers to my personal description of how I think she should look. I think everyone has their own preferred standards for these things so I want you to create that image f...
The next month flew by. As much as I begged for time to go by slowly, it seemed to fly by faster. I spent my time, reading or watching TV. Hawk took time off from work to help me prepare my case. Mr. Wallace came over a few times but mainly it was just talking about what to say when I was on the stand and to go over what we talked about the night I got arr...
Authors Note: This is the revised third chapter of a previously submitted four chapter original series. ***** The next morning I was suddenly awoken from my sleep by a hand forcibly grabbing me by my hair and by another grasping my right arm and strongly twisting it behind my back. Before I even knew what was happening, I was being dragged from the tiny...
It was 3pm on a Monday. A burning email from my client quickly turns to a conference call just before I have to leave the office to pick up my kids and be home for dinner when my wife gets home. The call quickly turns into a need for me to get on the next plane to Dallas to put out this "fire". I can't believe it. I think to myself "For once, I would like to...
At one time or another, men and women both need a fuck buddy in their lives. This person is not someone looking for a permanent or long term relationship. A Fuck Buddy is someone who can scratch that proverbial itch for some hot and wild fucking when you're either a single woman, such is my case. My favored Fuck Buddy lives two states away. With both of us l...
I was raised in a home where sex was not spoken about & sexuality was looked down and frowned upon, I was never rebellious, and I was without doubt controlled both in thought & action; if I were to somehow manage to break a rule, I was punished. I believe my upbringing is why I have a deep desire to be disciplined, controlled and am a semi- exhibitionist. As...
I am walking down my parents' driveway to meet the absolute love of my life, carrying a purple calla-lily, your favorite, in hand and my heart on my sleeve. I run to you and embrace you as if it had been many a year instead of just a few hours. We greet each other with kisses of sweet honey, light touches and sparks that leave words unable to show the sincer...
As I stand on the balcony, looking into the clear night, I feel your approach. I gaze wide-eyed at the stars, searching for the solution, I sense the question coming forth. In this moment, there is anticipation, and peace. I know the longing. I understand what may come. All I can do is breathe. A slow, steady breath, carried away on the night air. Under th...
Two years ago, a woman named Natalie whispered something provocative in my ear. My life hasn't been the same since. We, Natalie and I, were sitting at a bar in a $200 dollar a night hotel in Somewhere, USA. Each of I were there alone. I was on business, a charity dinner held by one of America's more influential families. I was the 'face' of my company, the...
Poker night again. My husband Ken has a group of guys he plays with every week rotating from house to house. This week is our turn for hosting. Hosting for me pretty much involves wearing something semi sexy and serving drinks, listening to them banter and slipping off into my room 3 or 4 times a night to pleasure myself. I must admit I find it very stimulat...