I dedicate this story to Amanda, a fan of Jack Nicholson and a fan of Bostonfictionwriter. She asked me to write a story about Jack Nicholson with her in the starring role. I agreed to write the story because I've always been a fan of Jack Nicholson's, too. Normally, as you can discern from my name, Bostonfictionwriter, I only write fiction, generally ficti...
1 Katelyn woke up naked, hung-over and bleary eyed. She yawned, reaching up to the ceiling with her elegant arms and arched her sculpted back like she did every morning, just a little bit less gracefully on this morning. All of the sudden, she realized that her smooth long legs were in between soft, warm flannel sheets. She didn't own flannel sheets. These...
I don't know what it is about travelling that makes us geared up for sexual adventure. Maybe it's the freedom or the excitement of wondering into the unknown. But what I do know is that as soon as I leave my home for travels, my mind wonders off to the possibilities of meeting strangers for quick sexual encounters. Until a few years ago I was a boring, midd...
Shellie was an accomplished business person, an experienced traveler, and a totally frustrated woman. Her career was satisfying enough. It provided days full of robust negotiations and an opportunity to test her mettle against the very best of her competitors on a daily basis. The job also provided her with lavish hotel accommodations like the room she tosse...
Tuesday night. This was the night our circle of friends hit the theatre. Our local theater had a deal, $5 for all movies. Pick one and watch for less than half the usual cost. It was a great deal and normally, I was excited but tonight, they all flaked on me. Since my wife died, I had been trying to stick to a routine that was fairly unvaried. I wrote for a...
The next day came along and I was good and ready to go to work. I was excited and had some great ideas for the character. I read my share of Supergirl comics growing up and thought turning her into a weekly series would be challenging but one worth taking. I showered and dressed quietly not wanting to wake up Victoria. She was after all on vacation and had w...
The after party was noisy, but Gal Gadot took it all in her stride. Gal was dressed in a classy red evening gown, which clung to her slender figure, making her rather small but pert breasts pronounced and drawing attention to her seriously long legs. She had on the bare minimum of makeup and had her hair in a style reminiscent of Marilyn Monroe. The lucky...
Literotica writer believes that there is a ghost in her computer and that he is spying on her through her computer monitor. I watched Jessica watching Trish masturbating. I felt much like the voyeur watching them through their monitor. Only, I was not a voyeur, I was an active participant. I was a ghost, a perceived ghost, after all, "Boooo." She never took...
It all started with a happy quirk of fate, I suppose. I am a voyeur. Nothing pleases me more than to watch others and look at people in sexual situations. I had been using a site which allowed voyeurs and exhibitionists to get together for a while and it was when I was browsing through the photos sent in by people that I first saw her. She immediately caught...
Working the early morning shift has its compensations. I used to spend every last moment I could tucked up snugly in bed; not rising until the last possible moment, but now I realise that there is more to the early hours than coffee and that first spluttering cigarette of the day. I love to watch the sun come up, those first tentative fingers of light that p...