The private dining room was exquisite. Dark, red and sensuous with mahogany wood, deep rich velvet and hard sparkling glass. This was a man's world, a gentleman's club where women knew their place and the pervading scent of rich, hard testosterone made sure they stayed there. She was here for another client dinner. Bored and restless, the tedious conversati...
Each night of the full moon there meets The Conflux of the Moon Goddess. As we gather it might well be the meeting of any social club, as we stand around chatting. There are, however, a number of things that mark this gathering out as different from most others. First, there is the room where the Conflux flows together. It is a large circular room; the w...
They had an agreement to meet in the bar. He knew he would be waiting for her, but she didn't know that he got there 45 minutes early because he was so excited to meet her. Finally, they would meet he thought. Would she be what he thought she would be like, how she described herself? Would this just be a rouse? Would she stand him up? What would she be think...
Wood chips crunched under the boots, the smell of mulching earth swirled around those making their way down the path to the pub after Night Court. Lantern light danced and slashes of moonlight sliced across the trail. Conversations of the night's events bounced around the group as they walked, some of what had happened at Night Court, some of what was still...
TVD...Myst's Bedroom (night one at The Velvet Dungeon) We are back on the scene of T carrying Myst into her back bedroom. The bartender, Mark, has just given the announcement to all that Lady Myst has retired for the night... T kisses Myst softly on the forehead and then gently kicks the door open..."Oops! My bad... " ~smiles and backs out of the room pull...
I still can't believe it. Santa Claus is real! I'm not kidding. Okay, I stopped believing in Santa a long time ago. In fact it was probably when I was eight years old. I'm 19 now and back from college, and I came home to visit my mom. She lives by herself, and has ever since my dad left us. Well, it was Christmas Eve, and I heard a sound from the living room...
Although this story has been in my head for 15 years, other writers inspired some of the details. I thank them for their contributions to my creativity. I hope they will take it as a complement, especially the hot writers on this web site. Thank God for Literotica.com! * * * * * As Rina stirred, she couldn't be sure of her situation. Panting as if she'd ju...
My wife leaned over me, long hair falling over my thighs and covering her perfect face. I had to reach down and pull it back so I could watch my swollen cock slide between her bright red lips. She looked up and watched me watching. I could tell she was enjoying it as much as I was. Melanie and I had been married for almost seven years, a second marriage for...
I was twenty five, and he was twenty nine. We were coworkers, and I guess you could say that he was my superior. Was he married? No. But he had been with the same girlfriend for nearly eight years. I would be hard pressed to put my finger on exactly why I liked him, but I did. No, "liked" is the wrong word. "Wanted to fuck his brains out" would have been muc...
"How do I look mom, do you think anybody will hire me?" "You look fantastic, with your brains and good looks, how can you miss? Better watch out for the men though; they might want to give you more than a job." "Oh mother stop it, there are so many beautiful women out there. They won't even notice me that way; I just want to find a job and earn some money....