Claudia hung back at the entrance to the lecture theatre, as was her practice. She had learned to wait until the auditorium was nearly full before looking for a seat; if she couldn't find an appropriate seat to squeeze into at the rear of the hall, she could always sit in the aisle. This time a stack of folding chairs against the back wall provided overflow...
Jack poured the wine carefully. He filled three glasses, one each for himself and his wife Sarah and one for his fantasy women Jo. Well, to be more accurate, a woman whom he fantasised about - quite often in fact. Jack was happily married. He loved his wife, and they both enjoyed the sex life they shared. But Jack was a man after all and it wasn't uncommon f...
A word beforehand: Categorization seems to be primarily important to many Literotica readers. "A World Without Men," contains an element of magical realism. It also contains lesbian sex, hetero sex, interracial sex, and a whole lot of weather and landscape. To my mind, my stories don't fit neatly into categories. Their pedigree is as muttly as their author....
I understand why people read the Loving Wives genre (betrayal and revenge are an emotional turn-on). But a lot of its stories border on the misogynistic (look it up cowboy). So, I thought I'd take a stab at writing a genuine, non-cynical "loving wife" tale - just as a change of pace. The Hemingway short story with the same title may have been the first (on...
In and out, in and out, in and out of Marylou's pussy, her husband's cock was pumping as hard and as fast as he could go. Jeff was fucking her hard just like she liked it. He knew that and was working very hard to please Marylou today better than he had for a long time. Jeff was breathing fast and hard already and as she lifted her legs up higher to feel h...
The sound of a key in the front door roused me from my slumber. I yawned and stretched sleepily, and the tatters of a forgotten dream slipped away from my mind. Footsteps in the living room, sounds of something heavy being set on the floor, and I smiled and stretched again. I swung my feet to the floor and rose, delighted, and padded into the living room on...
I asked her in later times if it was ever tight or caused discomfort. She always assured me that it was her sole beloved possession though it was never hers. It was never a burden. I met her accidentally at an airport, one of the smaller European ones. She was sitting alone in the boarding lounge sobbing. Her shoulder length auburn hair was tangled, what ma...
Author's Note: This is my first story, so my apologies for all the mistakes. Your feedback and suggestions and votes will be greatly appreciated and will help improve my next effort! This is a true story. So let me know if you'd like to hear more of my adventures. I'm also thinking about writing fiction. ********* I've been reading erotic stories about e...
Author's note: All characters in this story are 18 years or older. All high school students are seniors and at least 18 years old. Comments, criticisms, compliments and questions all welcome via the CONTACT tab on my profile. This is my first story. I am looking for an editor for future chapters, so please let me know if you are interested. Write what you...
My name is Jamie I'm 25 and I had a fantasy come true recently. I play guitar and sing in a Jersey based rock band called Hired Gun. Our band plays Jersey most of the year but occasionally we go to Florida or California if the price is right, we do some originals but mostly cover tunes. Recently we were playing at a club called the Hill Inn in Sayreville N...