This story is posted on the Literotica website. Do not repost anywhere else without the author's consent. This story reflects some of the inner machinations of a mind that refuses to rest. This story, as the website implies, includes sex of a graphic nature. How important are a lady's stockings? In this story you will find they are very important. So buckle...
Because I had to take a make-up course the summer between my junior and senior years of college, I couldn’t find much in the way of a steady job for those few months. So I blanketed my parents’ neighborhood with flyers offering to do gardening or oddjobs and was pleased I found enough takers to earn a little walking-around money. One of my customers was the...
This picks up from our Self Discovery Series of stories. We've been terribly busy and haven't had a chance to post anything for a while but that's another set of stories itself. * The following Tuesday, Traci and I talked, as we always did, about the previous weekend. I told her how hot it got me watching her and Bill make it, and what a thrill it was to d...
A/N: This story is set in the Forgotten Realms setting, but only deals with original characters. Warnings: This story contains elements of non-consent. Please do not read if that makes you in any way uncomfortable. ***** Zafi awakened slowly. Her head pounded dully. When she sat up, it was a moment before she realized that she was locked in a large golde...
You had to know the shop to find it. Not just know the name, or the address, but really know the store by the touch of magic in your soul. Without the grace of magic, the storefront would appear to be nothing but dusty windows and moldering boards. To me, and others like me, it was a worn looking but occupied little store front whose wares were displayed beh...
Copyright © 2006 Trace Ekies. All rights reserved. I was sitting by myself in a semi-circular booth at the edge of the dance floor. I had just started my second drink. Smitty's was a popular dinner/dance club about ten miles North of the city's center. When I came here after college this area was a cow pasture. But the city grew rapidly to the North; Smitt...
I was walking past a line of shiny antique automobiles at the Benton County Fair when I spotted a 1919 Model A Pan Automobile that was manufactured in Saint Cloud, Minnesota. It was very innovative for it's time and had a feature that allowed cross country travelers to fold down the seats into a bed for the night. As I looked into the windshield, I saw the r...
It was an outing to the beach. The ride is short, so we try something new. First, lunch at the rest stop. You were dressed in a short skirt, with a blouse that opens down the front. It's colorful and pretty, bringing out the best in your eyes, hair and me. Only the two of us knew what would happen on this ride. And only I knew everything. We sit next to ea...
VII Dreams and Visions Sarah usually understood the difference between dreams ripped from the depths of her mind and those that just skimmed the surface. This wasn't one of those times. Despite countless hours of meditation and prayer, learning how to channel her deity's power into a mortal form and her own considerably grounded ego, she couldn't make he...
Do you ever put yourself in a dangerous position or situation? On purpose. Ever put yourself in a sexual situation where you could get really fucked up? As in “god help me but I could maybe die or be seriously damaged dangerous”? Every now and then I get the urge to do that. I get the urge to put myself in a little bit of danger. The orgasm is so fucking int...