Amanda's eyes opened to greet the morning sun peering through the cracks in the horizontal blinds. She let out a long cat-like yawn as she stretched her arms out over her head, feeling several cracks emanating from her tired joints. Glancing over, she noticed her boyfriend stirring from his slumber as well. Feeling the soft fabric of the bed sheets gliding o...
THOSE DAYS OF SURPRISES Chapter 21 Farewell to Virginity 'Does all this sound incredibly bad and wicked to you Roger?' She asked. When I tried to answer I found that my throat had become dry and tight from what had been going on inside me as I followed her story, clearing it I answered. 'No Barbara. Not wicked, I can understand something of how you felt...
Author's Notes: It's been a while, huh? Please see the ending note for more. This story is erotic fantasy, set in a world of magic. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work wherever it is posted. If found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Darkniciad 2011 The villai...
I stood at the window, still wearing my over-tight gym clothes, watching my husband Pete's Porsche pass out of the driveway, turn right and disappear towards the hospital where he worked. The large wooden gates swung slowly but firmly closed behind him; a menacing metaphor for the way my future looked right then. Insisting that we needed time apart to consi...
Somehow, I made it to the bedroom last night. By the time Alem-Tsehay woke up for the first time, I was sufficiently recovered to take care of her, but my whole body was stiff and sore. And in the morning, it seems even worse. Chris' smile suggests he knows what I am going through, but he doesn't start about it. He is mean, though. After coffee, he suggests...
To say that Peter was a Francophile was probably an exaggeration but he did like France and had spent a lot of time there on business, albeit mainly in and around Paris. But Paris wasn't the real France - not the beautiful rural part of central France oft overlooked by the once-a-year visitor and on the few occasions he had managed a couple of days away in t...
The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or in total, without the author's permission. This story takes place in the entirely fictional city of Springfield, California, so don't go looking for it on a map. A...
A small tale for our times, being my entry for the "Love the Ones..." story event. May we all find our own lamp. + Duster in hand, Tammy looked around the shuttered shop. Its owner, her uncle, was down with the virus, leaving her in charge of Azdem's Antiques. Conveniently, the job came with a small furnished apartment above the store. Actually, given...
I once had the incredible experience of one Yoni-massage a night for a week. As a woman, if you have never had one, I highly recommend it! I discovered places in myself that I didn't knew existed, deepened my connection with my partner, and learned how to be the receiver of pleasure in the moment. It is an amazing process, and I hope that I can convey to you...
President of HR- Benton-Pickens LLC 5:30 time for the weekend. TGIF!!! It was a rough week with endless meetings. All I wanted to do was go home and jump in the jacuzzi with a nice glass of white wine and some Mary J on the stereo. "Hold the elevator please? Oh thank you so much," I say as I jump in and punch the button for the garage. My cell phone start...