This story was inspired by a member of The Lit. Forum. The story in about a woman I met through various threads over the last month. Since I have gotten to know her, I found out I have a great deal in common with her. It started as just some playful remarks while visiting this thread and that thread. It was a post here and a post there. It continued on to...
Now it was the night of the dinner, and she was abominably nervous. Should she tell him tonight or leave it a while? He was so understanding she wanted to get it over with and be honest and open about it. But selfishly, she also wanted to get to know him better before running the risk of losing him. Ah well, she wasn't going to make any decision, she'd just...
Chapter 3: The Next Stage They lay awake in each others embrace. The rays of the late afternoon sun streamed in through the window blinds sending beams of gold over the sweat bound figures upon Carolyn's large bed. Nicola stirred and turned in her lover's embrace until she made eye contact with her new found sexual partner. "I wish you had told me sooner,"...
I received a green E the other day for my story, Celebrities: Insert Name. I laughed. I cried. I was shocked. It is a big responsibility wearing this big green E around my neck 24/7. I hope the thing doesn't rust because I've been showering while wearing it. Suddenly, my chest is more puffed out and my head is definitely bigger, as more people notice the gre...
I was sitting backwards on one of the chairs in my tenant's kitchen, watching him cover an easel with bold strokes of varying shades of green. Sean had moved into the basement suite in late August, and we'd hit it off right away. He was a nice boy, 22 years old, a couple years older than my own son, who was also away at university. We'd fallen into a comfor...
Hi, allow me to introduce myself. My name's Martika. I'm 30 and I'm a 3rd generation prostitute and I've been so for the last 16 years. I've always worked the streets, never even bothering to think about any other form of prostitution. Streetwalking is the one for me! So...on with the programme! Panties! There's no need for them! Whores need clean air arou...
Text: "What is a little harmless cuddling between two consenting cuddlers." It was those adorable words that started it all. He was impossibly young and I had resisted as long as I possibly could. The cuddling line did me in. Something inside of me melted when I read it. A piece of resistance to letting myself be loved again fell away as I let myself desire...
Having made the arrangements with your husband Ryan, I arrive at the hotel and check in. I go to the room to freshen up, before making my way back down to the bar area. It is early evening and the bar is busy with numerous businessmen and so, I find it easy to remain anonymous amongst all the other 'suits'. You arrive with Ryan shortly after and I can easil...
We had just finished some sandwiches and tea in our TV-sofa as my girlfriend puts the plates and cups on the tray to take them to the kitchen. As she stands up I take my eyes of the TV and watch her gorgeous ass, the shape emphasized by a pair of tight fitting jeans. She clears our low wooden sofa table and hands me the remote and leave the room. I flip thro...
Sometimes there are fantasies which offer heavenly delights while playing devilish games on the playgrounds of lust. These are those high risk, high reward ventures that accompany horny-induced, poor judgment. Sometimes these fantasies lead to regrets. But occasionally these fantasies leave behind smoldering embers of burning lust that can fuel one's naughty...