This story is inspired by Literotica author, patientlee's, "What the Hell Are You Looking At?" which in turn is inspired by the 1863 painting Le Déjeuner sur l'Herbe by Edouard Manet. It is a painting of two clothed "dandies" and a nude woman having a picnic lunch. In addition there is a woman wearing a chemise, bathing in the water behind the picnic. (It ma...
All characters are over the age of 21. ***** Cliché. But true. He saw the woman in the red dress across a crowded room and knew he had to get to meet her. It was a large trade association cocktail party. The room was jammed with two and three person clusters of sales people trying to impress potential customers with their social graces and credibility whi...
It was late October, 1886. The skies in the New England town of Mohonk were sky blue and the air was crisp and clean. The leaves on the trees and scattered on the ground were delightful shades of bright red, fiery orange, and a crisp yellow brown. The pleasantly chilly days gave way to blustery, cozy nights with clear skies full of bright stars and a huge, f...
© Naoko Smith 2016 Grateful thanks to Bramblethorn, and to Bramblethorn's wife, for reading and commenting at very short notice on the story and helping out with suitable suggestions for young Victorian ladies' wardrobe items and sports activities. I had the idea for this story when I read on the Authors' Hangout that doctors used to use vibrators in Vict...
Mandy woke groggily. She felt she'd just dozed off; it didn't feel like morning. She tried to use her left hand to brush some of her hair back but it seemed heavy; she stopped. Even before she opened her eyes she had the sense she was in an unfamiliar place. As she opened her eyes it was dark- perhaps evening; her sleepy eyes weren't much help. There seemed...
***************************** Copyright jeanne_d_artois June 2010 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *****************************...
Charlie sighed and put her coffee cup in the sink. She hated these long, boring days....waiting and waiting for 5'o'clock to roll around. Then her husband would come home, greasy and hot from a long day at work. The thought of him working away under some hotrod made her tingle slightly. She bit her lip as hot, steamy thoughts of her mechanic husband sifted t...
Beyonce Knowles sat in the comfort of the leather back seat of the limo and stared forward at the back of the chauffeur's head. She was headed for her day long session with Jennifer Lopez, prepared to be her slave for the day, set up as a deal between Jennifer and Mistress Whitney. She had heard rumour that Jenny had been forced to submit to Mistress Whitney...
Chapter 1 One must look back at events in their life and laugh at times. One must even remember those that have come into there life and smile about them. But when someone has had such an impact on your life that you can no longer go back to how things were before them, you are forced to remember them everyday just by looking at yourself in the mirror, and...
Back at home after meeting a new woman in Las Vegas Bill couldn't wait to see her again. Unfortunately, he lived near Milwaukee and she was in Chicago. It wasn't a huge distance but it would make dating somewhat cumbersome. He would need to drive about an hour and a half each way which made staying overnight the only practical way to see her; that meant a po...