"Okay guys, I've gotta pee, I'll be back." Lily got up, sliding her feet into the wellies by the door and pulling on a raincoat. "Hey, I'll come with you," called Jack, moving out of the circle of their friends to hold the door open. The darkness outside was almost absolute with only the stars and the moon lighting the campsite. Lily fumbled her torch out...
I am a happily married man of 35. Me and my wife, Jill, have a satisfactory sex life but nothing too exciting as she is a little shy and does not seem to have a high sex drive. I sometimes wish she was a bit more daring but not enough to lead me astray or to be unhappy with my wife. I am writing following a party we recently went to when I saw a new side to...
Just my luck, I got sent to Illinois. Not that I have anything against Illinois, really—it's just that the rest of my company got sent to New Mexico. From New York. In January. This was my "reward" for actually being on the ball, doing what I'm supposed to, making myself into the "up-and-comer" in the business—I got sent as the only representative from the...
A throbbing headache and the strain of his own hacking cough drew Hafred back from the darkness which had nearly claimed him. A haze of confusion clouded his mind as his eyes cracked open, and the first sight to greet him was that of his own face, or at least the dim reflection of it in the surface of the stream below. He was slung over a tumbled stone, and...
Why can't I sleep -- again? Hadn't my plan promised me it would all be over by now? After more than two years it should be, shouldn't it? My idea had been fool proof. She would show me what a dirty, cheap whore she really was and that would cure me forever -- and her too. Like an insecticide it would kill all the damn germs that still infested my soul. I'd b...
I was a regular at a small club that was known to be a "meat market." Women of a certain age, divorced and horny were there often. I was there every Friday night and the occasional work week evenings but mostly on Fridays. I knew who the regulars were and their preferences. I knew who the witches, the desperate, the players, and the losers were. There was...
I have a number of married friends who essentially have lived their own, real life versions of this quick fire story. I asked them if I could use it as a base framework, fleshing out the tale slightly. They were only too pleased to share their experiences with me... and now the fine readers of Literotica. While this particular tale is a work of fiction, it...
The next day, I and Joyce took stock of our prospects. I asked for her preferences. "Honey, it is not an easy choice to make. Mike gave me pure, raw, animal sex, something I craved as it was very new to me. But he has even less finesse than Kevin. I am confident we could become good friends with him and he would satisfy me again and again, but only when I...
I call Lust first thing. I feel sick, dialing the number, and even sicker when the receptionist puts me through. She used to know who I am, but now there's nothing in her voice at all. Lust wants to come around on Saturday afternoon, when I'm at work, to pick up some more of her stuff, and that's fine by me; we should have stopped there, but I try to have a...
When Eleanor Duvall saw the strange car pull into her driveway she wasn't sure exactly who it was since the few friends she had that were still living seldom dropped in on her, and never without calling first, but when she saw the little fellow climb out from behind the wheel the mystery was solved. It was the boy that delivered groceries from the supermark...