Author's note: This is largely a fetish story about people using the bathroom. *** My name is Emily. I'm an anxious, awkward person who has trouble making friends. In my mid-20s, I finally moved out of my parents' place. I ended up in a cheap, roach-infested apartment on the outskirts of New Rochelle. Two other girls were already living there. I paid m...
Written specially for publication on Literotica, this short story takes us out of the present and into the past. I hope you enjoy it. Please note, however, that if you don't like stories involving bodily functions it's probably not for you. Anne settled on the grass of Appleyard's Top Acre field. It was April 1982 and, home from uni for Easter, she was...
I was washing my hands when the door to the ladies' room burst open and a woman in her late teens or early twenties entered. She did not wait for the door to close behind her before hiking up her denim miniskirt, exposing white cotton, rose-print panties with pale pink elastic. She ran for the nearest cubicle, her shoes clicking on the tiles, the clicking ec...
Aaron Fisher was an average man. He was five-foot-ten, a buck ninety, and had a decent bit of muscle tone - especially for a guy who never actually went to the gym. How he'd scored a super sexy wife like Helen, no one could fathom. Helen Fisher was a bombshell. Five six, almost perfect hourglass figure, all natural 32 D-cup breasts, a tight round ass so fir...
Now, before I start offending anyone, I just want to say this: This submission is just a jab in the ribs to some of those fetishes that are a little....how should I say, WHOA! These are entirely my opinions and do not necessarily reflect the opinions of Literotica or anyone else. The first thing I'm going to mention is scat and golden showers. I seriously w...
Elizabeth LeRoy never left a plate unclean, and tonight was no different. Save for inedible bits like a chicken bone or cherry pit, it all managed to fit inside her. Great thanks could be given to the family's cook, who had devised a menu like he could read her mind. The 21-year-old had been staying at her family manor unaccompanied for a week now. Her fath...
Before you carry on reading this tale I need to warn you it is not very dramatic or even vaguely kinky. None the less I think it may well entertain a good many readers of these pages. My name is Barry and I have just passed the age of twenty one. I know I'm good looking in a way that I've heard described as pretty more than manly. I know it's true but what...
My best friend from school, Eric, was orphaned while I was in the service and had inherited a fair amount of money. By the time I got out he had purchased property and had a "pole barn" built on it to live in while he built his house. He asked me to stay with him and help him build it. It sounded like fun and I had little else going so I decided to join him...
I woke from a rumbling fart and eggy stench from the pillow I had been sleeping on. I looked up and remembered where I was and what had happened. Fabonita had kicked Carol out of our bedroom and made me sniff her gas while she took a nap, and I slept with my head on her bum. Her farts must have put me to sleep as well. It was now dark outside and well into t...
(Fay is 23 years-old with tumbles of ginger curls, pale blue eyes and huge, 32FF boobs. This story continues a year after the last 11, so no need to read them unless you want to! And if you'd like to know more about Steph or Sammy, I highly recommend you do an author search for mjmurra – characters used lovingly and with permission) Fay walked out of the...