Since Peaches and I hooked up in a long evening sex session at work that first night, we added sex play to our nightly work routine. Now it was: Work, Food/Booze, Work, Sex, Home, and Repeat. We were both getting home later at night, closer to midnight, but our morale improved. Our sex consisted entirely of rubbing, kissing, licking and sucking. Peaches ha...
"I remember you. You're the girlfriend," Jon slurred drunkenly from the couch when Samantha appeared silently in the doorway of the living room and removed her sunglasses. Sam just nodded. They were in his shitty rundown apartment in a particularly seedy downtown neighborhood. He didn't wonder how or why she'd gotten there or why she was wearing a platinum b...
Author's Note. I'd originally intended the story to be a stand alone, but on the urging of Gatorhermit and others I found more for the characters. This is a rough draft. I'm looking for opinions. It hasn't been beaten into submission by my Grammar Dominatrix Mistress Red Pen yet so please forgive my comma abuse. Please let me know what you think of where th...
Peaches was already a near- daily fixture at my house. After the three of us had our day-long date, Samantha became a weekend fixture. Her boyfriend Danny either didn't care or didn't bother to notice during his beer-swilling, football, and video game marathons. This went on for the rest of the summer. My favorite times together were the mornings. Yeah, so...
============================ Your readers are precious. Help them My first foray into the How-to category. Some notes on making your stories more 'readable' and therefore, more enjoyable. ============================ Let's face it. The readers here on Literotica have a lot to choose from. If they have any issues with your story, it's easy enough to drop...
Hatha looked down at me and shook her head. "Dry your eyes Mistress. He has returned. Roth. My heart both sang and sank with that one word. * * * * * Hatha bathed me with special intent. This time with helpers. I sat in the copper tub surrounded by a cloud of black gowns. There were only four but it felt like so many more, their presence darkly omniprese...
Author's Note: As some of you may have figured out by now, I'm preoccupied with a few things. One of them is having to wait for something and how that waiting makes the something even better as a result. A few minutes before noon the next day, Heather and I were lounging together in the loveseat on my front porch when Samantha pulled into my driveway in her...
Author's Note: life got in the way for a few days there folks. Back on track. Just joining? First, kudos to you for wading in at "Ch.09." Second, I'll bottom line this for you: Samantha, Heather (aka Peaches) and Hero (narrator) are a happy little love triangle. Enjoy. * Sam and I missed Heather during her first semester away at college. The girls e-mailed...
I have no memory of Hatha taking me from Nadar's chambers. She must have, because I was dressed and back in my own stone cottage. I sat beside the fire on a milking stool someone had brought in from the stables. I watched the flames dance before my eyes. I had not bathed since last night and I could still smell him on my skin. Every now and then I brought my...
It was the night before my buxom teenage girlfriend Heather was due to leave to start her freshman year. She'd stayed the night at home with her parents trying to get everything together for her departure. It was a weekday so my other kinda-girlfriend Sam, a twenty-something beauty, was staying at her own apartment with her live-in but barely hanging-on boyf...