Please read my profile for my stance on feedback. Feel free to email suggestions or start a conversation. Private messages work too. Gary Wright: "I've just closed my eyes again. Climbed aboard the dream weaver train. Driver take away my worries of today, and leave tomorrow behind." + + + + I'm a quiet and shy guy. I rarely do anything that would draw att...
Hanging out with someone was tricky enough. Picking where to go, what to do, who to meet with. It could be a nightmare. Our hapless hero/heroine is about to have it worse. They're meeting someone dear to them and intend to have a special date, or confess their feelings, or just hang out for old times' sake. In any case, their day is going to end with two thi...
The stripper strokes my smooth, bare knee with the back of her hand, running it up along my thigh to caress the skin under my skirt. She bends and seductively brushes her lips against my ear, and I catch a nose full of her fragrance, all sweet and glittery, soft, like sex, with a hint of cigar smoke in her chestnut hair. Then she bends at the waist, does a g...
The many ways I now look upon your slumberous body, I realize that I hold more lust inside that I could have ever imagined. I have always been desiring the luscious taste and warmth your gorgeous curves could possibly hold onto my every attempt in satisfying your sexual and sensual craving, though never touching the thoughts that scour through my mind at the...
I was back home on early morning of Monday and went back to work in the afternoon. I met Tom and Joe at work and they asked me what I did in Bangkok alone. I told them about the experiences I had without them and they were immediately aroused by listening to them. I was dressed a bit conservatively that day in a trouser and shirt so was not showing much. I w...
You've been gone for more then a month, Master. I don't know how much longer I can take not having you here with me. You ordered me, as per usual, to not climax without your permission, and no touching your property unless you have explicitly commanded me to do so. So, now I wait for your return, aroused and slightly lost without you. I had a dream last nig...
Strip Blackjack is less popular than Strip Poker. You can read all over erotica stories about Strip Poker, about there is only a very few about Strip Blackjack, which I considered a mistake. Strip Blackjack could be so entertaining, even more; it could be naughtier than Strip Poker, since it plays faster than Strip Poker. Therefore, I decided to create a sto...
Eight It is late one normal work afternoon. About an hour to go, and she'll be able to walk out on another forgettable day. Her computer dings, signaling an incoming email. Automatically, she flips pages to the email program, and double clicks the new entry without even looking at the title or who it is from. It starts off: "I hope you are having a good d...
After I sent my nude pictures anonymously to Libby, and then confessing my ruse and speaking with her on the phone, and then posting a strip-teasing series of my own on the public boards at Literotica, and losing control with Libby as I did so and degenerating into some of the best (and most confusing) phone sex ever had in the history of the phone -- after...
This is the landing page that will take you to the several stories re-archiving here. I am also using this section for new stories with the same themes as my other stories. That way I don't have twenty different stories all over the place that cover the same stuff. You can get it here. If you want to add on, or take a story a different way-- please, please d...