'Hey girl, watcha doin?' To this day, I don't know why I answered like I did. 'It's Jess!' 'Pleased to meet you, Jess! I love that show too! You actually look like Jess from that show 'New Girl'!' 'You're kidding me, right dude? I don't look at all like Jess, and that is not even my costume! For your information, I don't look like that actress, and furth...
11 days to paradise Saturday. Paradise was getting closer. My tan was getting darker. And I was getting worn out. Between my every-other-day-orgies at the tanning salon, my wife's growing sexual appetite (which happened before every trip) and trying to get an extra week's worth of work completed before my vacation, my body and mind were having a difficult t...
Author's Note: This is a five part story and, although each part might be read without reading the others, reading all parts gives a little better understanding of the whole story. I wish to express my profound thanks to Literotica's most gracious (and lovely) Copperbutterfly for her time and effort in editing these stories to make them more enjoyable readin...
I'm now writing about what happened to me about two hours ago. The feelings of what happened and all the thoughts are still running through me; which I hope will come through in the descriptions. I'm home at my computer now, but earlier today I went out for a haircut. Like usual I thought of the haircut as opportunity to tease my fantasies, so I decided to...
Pantyboy graduates to public cross-dressing. Hello. Let me just say at the outset that I am not gay. I am a hetero man who really likes panties, stockings and pantyhose. I had been wearing them under my boy clothes for years. Some of my girlfriends were disgusted, some were OK with it while not being turned on by it, and a few of my girlfriends did (and do)...
Sara had known Michael since she was six. Michael's sister and Sara had been friends since first grade. Now she sat in his office and listened to his job offer. Including the salary he was also offering a package of benefits that included what he called a new life. Michael explained that the new life included a custom wardrobe, regular spa sessions and a m...
Chapter 1 This is my first erotic story. The only other erotica I have ever written was a very steamy letter I wrote to my wife after three months of being deployed in Desert Storm. I give my heartfelt thanks to my editor, LadyCibelle, for her comments and encouragement. Enjoy. "Hello Mrs. Rawly. Come on back and let's see what we can do for you today." Sa...
Why did her mom always drop her off right in front of the salon? "Thank you for the ride, mother," Leah said in an icy tone, still mad about the fact that the woman had grounded her for 'talking back.' Leah immediately regretted her choice of words -- she knew exactly how much she sounded like a bratty teenager right now. If she could have afforded a ride...
I stood in front of the salon with the Groupon printout in my hand. I held it like an award I had won and was proud to have. It was a pick-me-up gift from my mother for when I got my next interview or two. That was why I was here, to get my nails done for an interview I had the next day. I wanted to get my hair done, but - well, my budget wasn't going to han...
"How did I get myself into this mess" I ask myself as I change the water again. I had no idea a beauty parlor could get this dirty. "When you're finished the windows, you can wipe down and disinfect the tanning bed." Susan barked from the other room. "Shore ting Bozz" I answer. "I don't need any of your smartass back-talk either." Susan retorted. She was...