I walked over to my bedroom mirror, turned around, lifted up my gray wool skirt, put my thumbs in white cotton panties and lowered them. I looked over my shoulder and examined the damage: the lower half of my heart-shaped butt looked red and swollen but not bruised. My boyfriend wasn't due home from his trip at work for five days and I felt my buns would ret...
When people ask me where I get the ideas for my erotic stories, I give them a simple answer: writing erotica is a little like making Kool Aid. The gem of the idea --- the Kool Aid packet --- is the starting point. Imagination --- the addition of water and sugar --- provides the rest of the final product. Yes, I would love it if each and every word I've wri...
Let me start by saying that I really don't know why I did it. Why I even stepped outside just at that moment. I mean, I know why I stepped outside, I was aggravated and wanted to cool off instead of picking the same fight like I always do. Because I'm tired of the freaking Ultimate Fight Championship, and I'm tired of High Life Beer, and I'm tired of "Babe,...
An elfin figure stood in the corner of the room, fidgeting restlessly from foot to foot, knickers tangled around her slender ankles. Hands on head, fingers twisting short blonde tresses, even white teeth gnawing at her bottom lip. Her short flared skirt had been flipped up and tucked into a thin silver belt to reveal the burnished skin of her pert bottom rad...
It was all set up nicely for my girlfriend Amy's birthday party. It was a lovely sunny day, warm with a nice breeze. The party was held at my parents large home with outdoor kitchen, which my Dad was in charge of on the day. Not too many people were invited, some of her friends, my parents and my buddy Dean. Her parents happened to be on a round the world cr...
Author's Note: This is a series of stories based on actual experiences and observations at a local sex club. It's not a series; the stories can be read individually, but there are some recurring characters. ----- Valerie was sick and tired of it. During foreplay and even while he was fucking the shit out of her, Lucas would talk about how much it would tu...
I open my emails as soon as I get out of bed, this is not out of the ordinary for me it is something I have done since I owned a P.C but the last 2weeks since I met you I have opened then much more excitedly hoping to find one from you... I met you on a swinging site through an ad I placed, a 1st for me but I had felt daring. Never did I expect to find some...
"Not bad." Sandra Hamilton whispers to herself as the new and improved Chyoa format appears on her laptop as the buxom coed leans back against the pillow covered backboard of her bed. It has been a few weeks since she has logged onto her most shameful secret; that she loves interactive pornography. With finals now over, and nothing to do, the chest...
For Maria, who was kind enough to express appreciation of my stories... Touching up her lipstick an attractive woman of 'a certain age' pouts at the mirror. As well she might, Judith is in trouble, again. She twirls around the bedroom, not out of vanity - well maybe just a bit - to check her appearance; Hmm, not bad. A Pilates-trim figure and good legs; h...
I got this interesting e-mail from this guy named Jeff who told me that he had read a bunch of my stories on Literotica and, after remarking how much he liked them, he asked me if I ever had any of the incestuous experiences like the ones I describe in my stories. That got me to thinking. First of all, it was very complimentary to me as a writer for him to...