I was eighteen years old. My hair was a dusty brown, which I kept shoulder length, and in a ponytail to look cool and rebellious. I didn't pay much attention to the fact that I was 5'6" and weighed only 134lbs. Instead I thought I was aloof. I was a renegade. I liked to hang out with drug dealers and never in the normal flow of school society. So, when some...
She had felt "the need" so strongly today. She had felt it deeply and heavily and in every part of her: body, heart, and mind. She had hoped he did too as she unlocked the door and entered. There, on the table next to the door was her answer: the handcuffs and a note with just a time on it. She smiled and grabbed the cuffs. She checked her watch, saw that s...
Three mornings out of every week I get up early, around five AM to go to the gym and work out before going to work. One morning a few weeks ago, it was pouring rain when I got up. I threw together the clothes I was going to wear to work, and dashed out to my car, getting the sweat clothes I was wearing drenched. It was only a five minute drive to the gym fro...
Hello everyone! This is my 1st attempt at Literotica, so please give tons of feedback. I strictly avoided sex in this scene (sorry), but hopefully I established Jamison's and Whitney's character well enough to develop my story line. Kim will have her own chapter later on. (These are not the main characters) Please critique!!! [Also, I'm looking for an editor...
It was a sunny Saturday morning and Tony had woken up early planning to get a head start on the days rush of traffic and head down to the local Best Buy to pick up a new game and maybe a BluRay movie. He got dressed and ate breakfast, a quick bowl of cereal, then heading back to his room Tony got his shoes and hat and was just preparing to leave when his pho...
When we first meet, it is at your door. Myself dressed in a Gucci suit of dark grey and white shirt, my hands filled only with a bottle of wine. A Southern Italian Sangiovese, dry and spicy. I smile, as do you when I bend forward, my lips moving to kiss your forehead. My hand, enclosing on that curve that smoothes from the back of your head to the nape of yo...
I entered the loft doing my best to juggle my duffle back and a dozen roses I was carrying. I looked around and didn't see you. I called out and you responded that you were up in the bedroom. I leave the bags on the floor and make my way up the spiral aluminum staircase to the second floor where the bedroom is. I see you lying on the king size bed, with blac...
Southbeach. It is where the beautiful people are. The expensive clubs, the exclusive parties, the celebrities, and the sexual energy of Southbeach are stuff for legends. We crossed the MaCarthur causeway and headed to the New Year's Eve party. I was sitting in the back seat of the Explorer with Cheryl just trying to enjoy the ride. I looked out and could se...
I've been reading dirty stories for the last three hours, playing with myself, thinking about what I would do to you if I had one more night with you. I always love to start clothed, because it adds an air of mystery, but let's face it, when were we ever clothed? I'd love to do you someplace public, like we did that one time in the bathroom. The couch at...
The smell of cool, gentle air with a hint of salt and a subtle under tone of the sun is uplifting as I sit on the balcony looking over the beach on a Tuesday morning. I sit one the edge of my Oak stool painting the coast line of the French Riviera with my brush in shades of blue, grey, red and yellow. Fond memories they were for Isaeria and I. The ocean br...