Deep, Dark & Dirty -Desire On the Dance floor House music is overpowering me with its throbbing beat, the flashing lights and lasers disorientate me forcing me to squint against their glare. The place seems really full tonight; the dance floor is packed with clubbers and revelers. My head is spinning; I curse myself for drinking way too much Vodka knowing I...
This isn't a sequel to "Boy Next Door" and it probably lacks its quality since I wrote it several months before. However, I thought I'd hit the ground running by submitting my best piece ("Boy Next Door") first. If you haven't read that one first, read this one and then "Boy Next Door." I was over at his house again, just watching movies and hanging out....
I spent what remained of my duty in a more or less constant state of arousal. I had given Simon a spectacular orgasm and I had enjoyed the intensely erotic experience of him coming all over me. But I was desperate to have an orgasm myself - I tried to keep busy to take my mind off it but as I walked around the ward with no knickers on every squishy step was...
A little thing I wrote for fun and of which there might be more. ***** We almost stumbled through the library doors in our hurry. The head librarian looked irritated at us over her round glasses, no doubt dismissing our youthful exuberance as vital character flaws. I knew Tuesday thought the same, because we both giggled when we had passed her. That earned...
(We are a sexually adventurous young married couple in our upper 20s who have been long time readers of this site. We recently decided we wanted to share our true tales from the past ten years with those who might be interested. We do want to stress that these entries are 100% true, down to the smallest detail with no exceptions. That might make some stories...
Where the Streets Have Names The sunlight lovingly caressed my breasts as I removed the top of my bikini. Quinn was already completely naked and laying on top of a towel, having quickly shed her tee-shirt and shorts. This wasn't my first-time topless on a beach. Dave and I honeymooned in the south of France, and I'd gone native for a week. Quinn had a compl...
Right, beers in the fridge. Tony and Pete are turning off their computers, everyone else has gone home. TV is on, the rugby is about to start. An hour later, we're winning, and the beers are flowing fast. Suddenly, I hear a noise from the office outside. I'm not overly alarmed, more like interested. I go out, closing my office door behind me. Marion is sta...
"Can you help me take these bags out, please?" Claire Lin called up to her husband from the kitchen. No answer. Grumbling, she picked up the black plastic bag and hauled it down the back steps to the back door. She flipped on the outside light couldn't help notice her reflection in the glass, the slim silhouette of her figure, the way her black hair cascaded...
Erin jumped on the bus, Seventeen Magazine in hand, and headed straight for the back row. Brady was already there waving enthusiastically, his metallic braces flashed as he shot her an open and friendly smile. Her short, bright red curls bounced as she giddily found her way next to him. "Look what I scored from my older sister." Erin lifted her hand to show...
This story as with all works by me is entirely fictional and any relationship to actual events is purely coincidental. That said this is my third story submitted to literotica.com and the exceptional reviews I have received as of yet is entirely inspiring and has started me on my first series of stories so i am excited to see how that comes off in you, the r...