I look over at the faces in the crowd. I see mostly men, although there are a few couples and single women in the audience. There are a lot of military uniforms, and a lot of tourists. My legs are shaking, and my heart beats at twice its normal speed. I feel very nervous, and begin to have second thoughts. Yet I have never been so pleasantly excited in my en...
"Her." As I watched Karen walk from the side of the stage to head to the ladies' room, my mind was racing. Her? She's only been on stage for sixty seconds! She's still fully clothed -- well as much as any stripper is fully clothed on stage. What could she have possibly seen that triggered that response? Well, if that's what Karen wants, that's what Karen w...
Episode #2 – Exhibiting Exhibitionism and the Glorified Glory Hole Starring: Ana Douglass and U.M.A. UQL=42 Introducing: Essi GES-786 Scarpina Bastet Location: Biscaydes in dimension GES-786 Producer: Essi GES-786 Uma awoke Ana from the couch, luring her from sleep using a giant mug of French roast and a bacon, egg, and cheese sandwich betw...
Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONAL with the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. * During my weekend at the hotel Darby had asked me to come back to perform a striptease for him and "a few select friends". I had danced and stripped on a dinner tab...
Well I have not experience Mardi Gras in awhile. So off we go to our local gay bar to attend Mardi Gras... Thinking it would be like tradition, where boobies would be flashed on a dime for a few shiny beads. I plan on having a few drinks to get over my nervousness so I may attempt to get a couple of beads. However there is a change in plans and I learn very...
So this is a true story. It happened a short while ago. I have changed the names. Actually I mostly just used letters as I'm a lazy bitch. Plus I've kept some details vague. Still some people will be able to recognise it I'm sure. A little backstory, my name is Sasha, I'm a gay woman and I live in a large city in the UK. Probably not either of the ones you...
It was three o'clock on Friday morning and Angel Jones was tired, especially her feet. She had just gotten back to her flat after six hours of working as a hostess at Madame Josephine's, and being on her feet in high heels for so much of that time had taken a heavy toll. Even worse, she would need to be at her daytime job at the bank in six hours. That was t...
My wife, Carrie, is a dancer and choreographer. Because exercise is an integral part of her career, she has maintained a great physique over the 25 years we have been married, even after giving birth to two children. To this day, when we go out she still turns a lot of heads, both young and old. I'm very proud to be with such a beautiful woman and over the y...
Author's note -- This is a work of pure fiction. There is no connection to any real people or places. Any resemblance to real life people, events, or someone else's writings is coincidental. It is for entertainment only and is not to be reproduced without written consent. **************************** Hally Martin worked as a secretary in the office of a m...
This story is a continuation of my previous submission: Hired Help. You may wish to read the previous before entering into this new adventure. Also, thank you for those that commented on Hired Help; it urges me on to do more. And, it's actually a joy knowing that my writing is turning on other Literotica readers. * I've never really considered myself an...