A short stand-alone story, following from others in the series. + Every so often, I win. Oh, jeepers, no. I win all the time. But sometimes I win in different ways. He'd lost a bet, had doubled down and flopped again. Never try to outswim a nereid, fool! I owned him for the day now and planned to make good use of it. The challenge was solely one of...
I've set myself a writing challenge here, to capture an entire, erotic vignette in the minimum 750 words allowed by literotica. It follows stories in the same format, called "Ferris Wheel" and "Fun House", but hopefully can stand on its own. If you want a fully developed story this will not be for you, so please don't rate it low simply because of its length...
It was a typical summer day in sunny Southern California. I had some personal business to do in San Diego and my boyfriend, Mack, decided to drive me in his late model Ford Bronco (circa 1990's-ish). We left early and took the I-15 south to our destination. After I took care of what I needed to take care of, we ran around and had fun. I was wearing a tank to...
Whir...whir. The simple cotton gingham slipped through her fingers as the presser foot fed it out. A single row of white stitches ran along the other side. Like tiny soldiers they performed their duty, holding the piece of fabric together. Locked tightly in this war against time and decay. Clackety...clack. Her mind slipped back. To another time and place....
This was only their second date and the local county fair had came to town. She was so excited to get a call from him the night before asking if she would like to go on a date there and she very kindly agreed. She was a middle aged woman, who was just getting over a bad divorce. She never had any children, but he on the other hand did. He was a very stern ma...
It was the early evening of a lovely summer's day and I was driving home. I'd had a hard day trying to make my appointments in a string of coast towns amongst the holiday traffic and was looking forward to getting home. I was about twelve miles away when I saw a woman stopped by the side of the road. As I passed by her I realised that she was having trouble...
"Did you forget something?" he asks me in an amused, disbelieving tone. We sit there, stalled on a back road in the middle of farm country, and I quickly realize that I have. I lean my forehead against the steering wheel as I turn and remove the key from the silent car. How could I have let this happen? It was unlike me to be so absentminded. I am a planner...
As the end of October came, things were going pretty good. Hell, better than good. They were great. Becky and I had gone out on a few dozen dates, but were taking things real slow. Which meant that we hadn't even kissed yet. Meanwhile, I spent a lot of time locked out of my room because Jake and Lisa were going at it like rabbits after being dosed with some...
CAUTION: This story is nothing like my usual tale of mutual sexual pleasure among happily consenting adults. It is the story of the abuse of an innocent young woman by her cruel abductors and, if this kind of thing bothers you, you are perfectly normal, but might be well advised to read no further. On Monday morning, Cynthia and Melissa Raleigh reclined on...
My name is Allen. I have a twin brother named Alvin. We are "mirror" twins. I am right-handed; he is a leftie. I part my hair on the left; he parts his on the right. You men will get this part: I hang left; he hangs right. Yes, we are identical; thus we are "mirror twins." This story has its genesis in our first year of college. I went to a private college i...