I wake up, sweating and with a rapid heartbeat, as if I have just been working out. It's dark in my bedroom. The radio clock says 3:41 AM. I look around. No one. And then I hear noises. Muffled noises of skin slapping, and grunts and moans, male and female. Coming from the living room I think. As I get off the bed, I notice I am still naked. I wrap a robe ar...
To fully understand the context of this narrative, I would recommend you read "Loss of Amateur Status." Parts One through to Five. * When I next saw Agatha a few days later, she surprised me. She had a list of four appointments over the course of the coming week! I was really on the game! A couple of weeks later she bought me a smartphone that synced with...
I admit it: My favorite is the Loving Wives stories. Unfortunately, it's also the most maddening category for someone in my profession. You see, I am a family law lawyer—and have been for 15 years—and the stories in Loving Wives dealing with divorce inevitably get it all wrong. Granted, I practice law in Illinois, and the laws differ from state to state. The...
If a man is going to die, he might as well live. Things might as well be said. Let's get started with Chapter One. The spiritual and social stories of my life hold keys to my fulfillment. The spiritual story of my life is to wonder is it possible to love and grow in God with a relationship based on love and not for the profit of Heaven. It is not about...
It's been six months since Steve took charge of me. I have changed so much I'm sometimes not even sure I am still me. By the end of our first night together (see Officer Steve's Wife) I was hooked into our new sexual relationship. Steve did things to me on that first night that a mere year ago would have made me sick to my stomach. And over the last six mo...
Hello. Pleased to meet you; please call me Fran. I'm about to commit a flagrant indulgence, for which I hope you'll forgive me; I'm of the opinion that a lot of Literotica writers would appreciate both the sentiments and the encouragement. I've been a semi-professional writer, fiction and non-fiction both, for thirty years. That is, I get paid for my stuff....
Let me be your hero, I thought as I gazed upon her as she slept in the Montreal-Nord apartment, on the bed we shared. How lovely she looked. Only five-foot-seven, slim, with light bronze skin, long black hair and light brown eyes. After gazing upon her countless times, I knew every part of her. Every strand of hair, every inch of skin, every touch and every...
"Where was I before all this? Let's see, when the Zombie Apocalypse began, I was in the safest place anyone could be, the Grand Valley Institution For Women," Yasmin Wardeh said with a smirk, and the Lebanese-born and Ottawa-bred ex-con looked at her fellow wayfarer with a mischievous gleam in her brown eyes. Such a conventional and normal guy underneath it...
This is my first story so please give me input. * The sun fell below the horizon , the green flash that followed it's setting, encouraged by the sight Dreanne could only smile. A sunset that rare on All Hallow's Eve only gave her more hope that this spell would work. She had spent years preparing for this one night when the planets would align during the...
This is a MAN/MAN story so if you don't like, don't read. A big thanks goes out to my Disclaimer: The following is a celebrity parody, a work of fiction. All characters belong to the WWE. This story is to fuel my twisted homo erotic desires, no money is made. ~~~~~~@@$@@~~~~~~~~~~ The wedding ceremony was over. Everyone was now in the dinning hall enjoyi...