Chapter 1 - The mystery of the handkerchief The story so far (from the story, 'The Garden Shed.'): Gary, a middle aged divorcee, has taken to nudity in his garden - a very private garden - but hearing a noise and finding a handkerchief with the letter 'Z' embroidered upon it in his garden shed has made him suspicious that his garden is not nearly as priva...
COPYRIGHT December 30, 2005 No part of the following story may be copied or transmitted without written authorisation of the author. * Every now and then my wife tells me a story from the days before we met. I can't always tell exactly what is fact and what is fantasy, but either way, we have a great time reliving her adventures. Part of what makes it so e...
The ideas in this piece are merely fictions of the future. They are not meant to cause offence to anyone, whether Jewish, Muslim, Christian, 'Western', religious etc. Please read with an open mind. (I posted Chapter 5 of this story on Literotica in 2007 under the title of 'Discovery Of The Real America', in which the lead character was named Saurus. I have...
Hi All, My name is Kay and I am the woman in the last story that my Hubby wrote about as the start of our swinging lifestyle. We have many more stories to add, but Hubby has requested that I perform this task of explaining and detailing my last slutty adventure night out for all to enjoy. I am an obedient slut wife, and as he requested this is a story of a...
Excerpts from Part I of this story........"I was probing Sushma to find her sexual desires.....asking her leading questions to know her mind......Sushma shared her little secret of her physical escapades with Kalpana, the lady working in the adjacent office ....just when the doorbell rang......Kalpana was at the door looking for Sushma!....Sushma had to open...
It was one of the hottest days of the year and I was sitting in my air conditioned apartment staring at the computer screen trying to think of something erotic to write. But I was having the worst case of writer's block of my career. I would start a story and then couldn't finish because I just wasn't inspired by the plot, the characters or the worst thing o...
"How's the wee one?" "Good, good. She's feeding like crazy. Sally hardly gets any time to do anything else. Feeding, changing, trying to catch up on some sleep. Sometimes a shower when there is time." "That's the way it is, my friend." "I know that, Tom, but how would you? You've never been around a woman longer than you need to get her knickers off." "N...
**This is the second part of the story. Your feedback will keep this story alive and keep me posting chapters.** Chapter 1 As the Boeing 747 made its final descent into the Los Angeles International Airport I felt my stomach begin a dance around my ass. I clutched my notebook for all it was worth, like my thoughts on the paper would protect me from what wa...
Well, not only is this my first posting on Literotica, but it’s my first time ever attempting to write a story. Later on this story will have both romantic and sexual elements, but as for now, this will be a primarily non-erotic story. Not everything in life is about lust and sex, and I really hope this story does a good job of depicting other human emotions...
Life is what happens while you are waiting for your plans to come through. This short story is told from a third person view. There is no actual sex in the story. It is deliberately told from a narrative point of view. No spouses, policemen or idiots were hurt in the creation of this story; damn shame about the idiots. If it resembles any time in your life,...