The world was neon, and it buzzed with the electric current of change. This was the overwhelming affect that washed over Yurika as she sat in the audience and witnessed the performance art of Atsuko Tanaka. Atsuko's artwork, "Electric Dress," was taking the modern art community of Japan by storm. She waded about the stage wearing a dress (if you could call...
Be gentle guys. This is my first attempt at writing anything remotely sexual. Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. *** Briana Scott stood on the wide lawn of her huge home, looking at the beautiful decoration. The place looked beautiful. She smiled and told herself she was going to enjoy her eighteenth birthday bash. Briana had it all – looks, brai...
He ignored her the next time came around to help Cyril. It hurt, but she understood. He'd tried to do something nice for her and she'd just written herself off, as if he wasn't even around. He deserved better. On Thursday a few royalties hit her account. It added up to the better part of three grand, so she figured she'd do the right thing and go and see h...
Sometimes, life can certainly surprise you. I have a story to tell you folks that revolves around some of life's surprises, both good and bad. My name is Stephen and I'm a big Black dude. Standing six feet two inches tall and weighing two hundred and fifty pounds. I'm not usually lucky. In fact, I tend to be one of the unluckiest people around. A while ago,...
They gathered around the dinner table for Thanksgiving dinner with Dan's parents, Kelly with Dan, Shannon with Sandy. Shannon had stuck a vibrator in Sandy's vagina and had the remote control in her pocket, activating it at times awkward for Sandy. Sandy squirmed from its presence even when it was still. The food was good and they ate well, all except Sandy...
Special thanks to blackrandi for the invitation to participate in "Literotica Writers Go West." I'd never even considered writing a Western so this was something new. This is very much patterned after Western Dime novels and Western Spicy Pulps. I typically don't write graphic sex and that remains true here. I normally thank everyone up front, but those ackn...
Aren't self-service checkouts great? Do you walk round supermarkets when its quiet and drop girlie things in a basket then go and pay when no one is looking. No awkward looks from the cashier on the till. I know I could mail order but private deliveries weren't allowed at work and obviously women's clothing delivered to our house was impossible of course. I...
It was looking like a hot July weekend. I had gone to the cottage a few days before to get everything ready for the rest of the family to come up. I got all the groceries, tidied up a bit inside, mowed the lawn and redid the flower bed. This was my sanctuary. I had actually bought it while I worked in the area instead of renting and wasting my money giving i...
This is a work of pure fiction. Any similarities between persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All people are over 18. This story contains quite a few sex scenes, if this in not what like to read, consider this your fair warning. Do not reproduce this work without permission. As this is my first ever story, please expect spelling and grammatical er...
Jennifer Evers was pretty. Really pretty with typical Mormon blue eyes and blond hair. She kept her stunning 36-21-34 body trim by exercise and jogging. It was a good way to relax after a day of someone else's children and gave her an extra respite from her husband. Jennifer taught first grade. Danny Evers taught Junior High in a nearby school. His love of...