A few years ago when I first moved to Toronto I did some on line dating. I was in my thirties and looking for something casual in a relationship. Not that I would have been averse to anything serious developing, but that really wasn't what I had in mind. Of course, the term 'casual relationship' can mean different things to different people. It could mean a...
Author's Note: This is a series of stories involving the titular character, a young woman named Pooja, and her various sexual adventures. The stories are themed, mainly, around the evolution of her sexual activity. Each chapter is somewhat lengthy and detailed but it's my hope such detail will provide a richer experience for you, the reader, as you truly g...
Kyra had just gotten out of the shower, the flight in had been a bit delayed and she had insisted on showering first. As looked at her while she stood in front of the mirror drying her hair I couldn't help but stare at the curve of her gorgeous bubble butt underneath her towel. Now girls normally wrap their towel across their breasts, but she didn't. She k...
Chapter 31: Scapegoat Over the next five days, Alex's odor became stronger and more disgusting, almost to the point where Ayla was forced to plug her nose. She didn't however, because the stench was proof of her dominion over the new body. Alex was now covered with dried, crusty layers of the new Mistress's semen so heavily, that it flaked off from time to...
This story is not true from my perspective but it did occur, I was not the one it happened to. Also, this was many years ago before personal computers, social media, etc. Hope you enjoy it. Thanks to Jon (rnebular) for making it much more readable. ***** I am Rob and I was what you would call a nerd in high school. I was studious and very shy. I had frien...
The train slowed as it turned into the loop line of the station, its aging wagons creaking, clanging, and rumbling before coming to a stop with a screech of brakes. It was a goods-train, a long one, so long that the engine and the last wagon, the guard's van, were both well outside the precincts of the small rural station. Vasan, the guard of the train put o...
~My first submission to Literotica is a short story I wrote for a friend. It is a vampire's search for his eternal companion, the one with whom he will spend eternity--and her initiation into his erotic world. I hope you enjoy this as much as my friend did. Feedback is always welcome so I can improve my writing skills for your pleasure.~ Being a vampire is...
Several week's later after so much time spent worrying and a lot of 'what if' session's she got a clean bill of health and then she seemed to be bouncing off the wall's, she was so happy. "I know what I'm gonna do! I'm gonna call some friend's over to celebrate." "You're gonna have an 'STD free' party?" She smiled at me. "Funny fucker, ain't ya?" Thanking...
Prologue Preston was a sinner. Of course he was—all of his kind were. That is the nature of man: from before his first breath, doomed to a life of imperfection, condemnation, and atonement. Or, so the stories go. Sometimes I wonder why He plays games like that-- tell them they are born in sin and will die that way, then tell them they should strive t...
"Why don't you like me?" "I don't understand. Did someone tell you I did not like you?" "No, you frown every time you see me. You are frowning now." "Oh, sorry. I do not see well without my glasses and I don't like to wear them because they make me look like a nerd." "The frown makes you look like a demented nerd. Put them on. Thank you. So I take it you...