"I call 'bullshit!'" laughed Emma, her emerald eyes sparkling. "I'm telling you, it's true!" I countered. "You -- a hypnotist? No way! You wouldn't even be able to talk a hooker into going down on you." She flipped a stray auburn curl from her eyes, smirking. What? I thought. Did my best friend really just turn the conversation to oral sex? I looked down...
I've been writing for a long time and I have published many works. This is my first story for Literotica; and what better category than Loving Wives? **************************************************** Timothy Leadbeater (known as Timmy to everyone) blew on his whistle. "Batter up!" He shouted to his softball team. He was coach and umpire to a bunch of ei...
Sometimes, the stupidity of some people simply astounds me. I think there's a limit to everything, from the bottom of the sea to human imagination. Unfortunately, human stupidity seems to be the exception to that rule. How else would you explain the things I see happening around me everyday? Madness everywhere I look, folks. No other word to describe it. My...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
The name is Jamal Stone. I'm a young black man living in the city of Great Barrington, Massachusetts, and I have an urgent story to share with all of you. It's the tale of my most glorious conquest. One so great that I absolutely must share it with the world. But please don't assume I'm just another young black guy on the make. I'm a student-athlete at the G...
The weekend went by way to quick in both mine, and Kasey's opinions. It was the most amazing weekend I had ever spent. We lazed around the whole time, in each other's arms. I got more and more used to my crutches every day. Monday morning, we both got up early and Kasey took me home so I could get ready for school. I showered, taking special precautions not...
Are you a sex-obsessed person? Do you love it? Do you think anonymous sex is a worthwhile way to spend time? If so, my friends, then this is definitely the story for you. My name is Calhoun Shore. I am a young Black student from the University of Utah. These days, my chief occupation is going to class. At least, that's what my parents think. I effortlessly g...
Back to 1975 and the lovely Diane. She was beautiful and sexy but also nice and never actually acted any kind of dominant "stuck-up" around me. Believe me, other really outwardly beautiful women had acted that way to me in the past. Just water off my back - I had learned to ignore them back. I had started teaching her chess in a conference room during lunch...
I was so excited that softball was finally starting. All of my senior year so far had been based on preparing for this day. Our first game of the year. I am known to be the star catcher on our team. I have a fierce drive to win, and I hate it when players on my team don't give the game their all. Coach knew this from the very first time he put me on the plat...
My heart skipped a beat when the boss stopped by my cubicle, and I'm sure I blushed when his eye caught mine. I was on the phone with a client, and suddenly very conscious of my end of the conversation - especially when the boss smiled and gave me a thumbs up as he listened - but also eager to get off the phone so I could find out why he had stopped by to se...