Upon an island covered by a thick, old-growth oak forest lay a palace populated by all manner of creatures presided over by the daughter of Helios and Perse, the intoxicating Circe. It was she who had ensnared Odysseus' crew and went on to have three sons with Odysseus himself. Circe had been the one who had turned the sea nymph Scylla into a rooted sea crea...
All characters and events depicted in this story are fictional, and all characters are portrayed as being 18 years or older. Still haven't figure out why I have to say that for fictional characters, but there it is. Did you ever have one of those things happen to you that was so outrageous, so unbelievable, and so unexpectedly pleasant that you just couldn'...
Hello everyone! This is my first Literotica submission. Thank you to AccentsnTattoos for the editing!!! It's a short story & I'm on the fence about continuing on with this couple's story. I appreciate all constructive criticism. Without further ado, here is "Anniversary". * "Are you ready?" she asked him as her hands clasped the swell of her generous dark...
A note as to origins: When I was a college student, I had an intense 18 month relationship with a woman I thought I would marry. We lived together the last semester. When I graduated and entered the army, she had another year of college remaining. I began writing her a weekly erotic letter, always couched in non-pornographic form. She loved the notes and sa...
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Ari's phone started to wake her out of her just fucked slumber. She was groggy and knew that eventually she had to make it home for the night. Her new relationship was not at the point where she felt she could spend the night there. "What the fuck is going on" raced through her head. She fell asleep with James right next to her. The room...
On a Friday night, In an average suburban town, Holly, Rachel, Karen and Mindy were having a slumber party. What the occasion? It was Holly's birthday party and what better way to celebrate it than with friends. The girls sat around a circle and told stories of encounters with boys, or what boy was hot and what boy was not. All of this was innocent enough....
In the heat of the night I twist softly in my bed. I am sleeping though I am fully wide awake. Dreaming. The moon shines bright like a silver shield up in the dark skies, reflecting down through the slatted window and sending ripplets over the sheet that covers my body. I dream away, shifting gently. The silken sheets caressing my soft skins, making me shive...
I see you laying there. Your breathing is light and slow as you sleep peacefully. You are wearing the long tank top I got you for our anniversary. I remember running my fingers down your chest between your breasts as far as the low neckline would allow me, then back up to your chin. You always giggle when I touch you like that. Just so I could hear your joyo...
I hear you. I smell you. I taste you. You are near, aren't you? The first orb has awakened me from my long slumber, a slumber that had been long and lonely. For hundreds of years, I have been patiently waiting, waiting to be reconnected with you as you had promised, sweet witch, and that promise has been the only blood that has kept my sleeping heart pumping...
Sleep enfolded them in a world of sensuous wonder. There was an aching pleasure enveloping them. they cuddled close, warmth and the moist witness of their loving became a balm of sensuality. Their bodies still spasmed…. aching was eased, but hunger crouched in their loins with a molten heat. They began to breathe as one. It was the sigh of a gentle summer wi...