Authors note: This story does not contain detailed, explicit sex scenes; so if that is what you're looking for you won't find it here. This story has greatly benefitted from comments provided by Privates First-Class. I sat in my chair during the presentation, occasionally shifting my eyes over to see Dick in profile as he sat in the next row ahead and to my...
I sit at the bar talking to Brenda until it's past closing time. The crowd inside the Chamber has scattered and disappeared into the night, leaving us alone. Although there were a lot of guys at the bar tonight, not many of them hit on me. The ones that did make a pass ditched me once they were able to score some pussy from one of the women, leaving me feeli...
When I was a PhD student at the University of Queensland, instead of staying at the more usual student accommodation, I opted to find a quieter share house away from the throng to assist my study. Without much looking, I found a place with a recently divorced bloke called John. He worked a lot and was rarely there. He was in his fifties and he had a part tim...
The morning is going slowly. I've spent at least half of it in meetings at work. It seems like an age ago that I woke at 6am and got ready and headed into the office, leaving you asleep in our bed. My phone vibrates on my desk and I pick it up and check the screen. One new message I'm told, so pressing the right combination of buttons, the message appears on...
After several disastrous attempts at submitting an .rtf file for my stories, I decided to start using basic HTML coding. As a former volunteer editor for Literotica, I've sent this particular file to others in the past to help them with formatting their stories. I still get quite a few of my 'regulars' who ask how to format their stories. It's not much ext...
He felt nervous, probably more nervous than he had ever felt before, he knew he was stupid to have ever let it go as far as this, but somehow he just hadn't been able to stop himself. He'd placed the chair in the centre of the lounge as he'd been told and now he sat on the settee looking at it, waiting. Waiting for the text message that he feared would come,...
"I'll take the your car tonight." I handed her the car keys, and my credit card. I saw her smile, and my heart melted. For several reasons. I was growing deeper in love, and more submissive to her by the day. I also felt anguish and despair that she'd very likely have another man inside her mouth and her pussy tonight. She looked absolutely stunning. Weari...
Over the years in submitting stories to Literotica and competing in their Survivor Contest I have noticed that, except for a few gifted writers, the Text with Audio and Poetry with Audio categories have been avoided. This was especially true in the Survivor Contest where I watched contestants sweat out the weekly lottery in the UK hoping to get the two covet...
Ah cyber, back in the early days of computing, (I'm talking Commodore 64, DOS and green glowing text on black screens) it must have been difficult to imagine the dynamic sexual potential the computer keyboard and screen held. The simple thought that by properly touching just the right keys on your keyboard you could inspire someone else, perhaps thousands of...
Despite it being past my normal bedtime, I'm not in the mood to sleep. Actually, I'm nowhere near it after taking an afternoon nap. Wishful thoughts of Brian walking in my room, begging to fuck me linger in my head while I lounge on my bed. More curious than bored, I sit up and dig my phone from my purse. Then, I collapse over on my back, studying the pictur...