This is a real email conversation. It started as normal banter. By the end of it, neither of us could type too well... ---------------------------------------- The Prince wrote: I don't like Tuesdays. It stands for nothing. Monday is the beginning of the week. Wed is the middle of the week. Thu is day before Friday and Fri is "WHOOO-HOOO its FRIDAY". Tues...
Logging on the chat site, there's the usual smattering of the desperate, the lonely, the bored. Some of them are obviously male, or female. Some of them are obviously not as bright as others. I like smart women, one's whose principal erogenous zone is their mind. Simple text can do wonders to stroke that zone into a ravenous frenzy. I like that. I feed on bo...
Audrey called and said we were going to a film noir festival and I was to wear my Steve Job's outfit. Her voice was terse and preemptory. "Pick me up at seven and be prepared to stay out late." Audrey was my new girlfriend. At least she called herself my girlfriend. One morning, she slipped in next to me in Human Biology and said, out of nowhere, "I've been...
"Fuck me verbally, Noel" Over the years I have been asked, occasionally coerced, to perform various tasks, deeds of valor or otherwise, Some I have elected to fulfill, others not, for reasons ranging from personal preference to circumstantial inability. Never though have I been asked, up until this week at least, to fuck someone verbally. That isn't to say...
Like many men, I often find myself fantasizing about watching my wife having an erotic encounter with another man. While our sex life is fantastic, and my fit, attractive wife indulges most of my fantasies with a passion, she has always drawn the line at involving other people. The closest we've gotten to fulfilling my fantasy is watching her play with a rat...
Fleetcloud Hippostein felt her long orange hair fluttering in the cold wind as she waited for the train heading to Grand Central Terminal. She was unsure whether it was a compliment directed at her when the man in a thick coat, scarf and navy gloves and a navy fedora said, "Nice tits"; the Tutor Computer had not covered that particular greeting - or was it a...
"Hey Jules, time to put it up." I hate to stop playing my flute. It's not a very manly instrument, but I am good at it, and I like being good at something. I've always been shitty at sports, and was usually picked last in sports. (When I was younger, I made a point of getting the kickball prior to recess so I could captain a team). I turned to Mike. "Mike,...
The bar was small, and very crowded. The modified dance floor was blonde wood, nicely polished. Quaint was the word. The place was the perfect neighborhood bar- well the perfect neighborhood leather bar. You see arranged artfully around the dance area, with its floor length mirrors, was an array of bondage equipment. A horse, suspension chains and a large bl...
A Note to the reader: Double Switch is a novel with a Prologue, an Epilogue and 18 chapters. The Prologue has been on this site for some time. Unfor¬tunately, the censors at Literotica rejected my first and second chapters. I have rewritten them, making sure that no overt sexual activity takes place until the participants are 18 years of age. All of the ma...
Chapter 1 - Orientation August 28th was a big day for 18-year old Jason Schmidt. That was the day he started college and moved into his new dorm room on campus. It marked a big turning point in his life, when he would finally be away from the hassle of living under his parents. Now he could come and go as he pleased, and no longer deal with their household...