I was looking for a new place to live. I had one week left on my tenancy agreement and having left everything to the last minute I was getting desperate. Hunting for a new home was much harder than I'd anticipated: I'd seen three rooms already that evening, in different parts of the City, and they were either damp, falling apart or the size of a shoebox. I h...
This corner seems nice, I'll set up camp here, Sophie thought as she flattened her back against the wall. Her strapless black cocktail dress scooped down in the back and she shuddered as her skin made contact with the cool wallpaper. The party continued on around her, and she observed the small clusters of mingling guests. Women whose body language suggest...
James washed himself thoroughly in the shower, cleansing away his long Friday as an associate at the firm. A suit laid crumpled on the tile floor, next to a sweaty pair of his favorite- Hanes white briefs. He pondered for a moment how many of those pairs he owned had been filled with piles of his poop. It had to have been all of them, perhaps, at this point....
Author's Note: Hello TeaseToys and PantyBoys! For those of you who have discovered and enjoyed the work I've posted so far here on Literotica, I thought I'd share this note with all of you. The first two stories I posted, my Sensual PrickTeasing and PantyBoy PrickTease, were written several years ago, but there are plenty more fantasy teasing stories I've...
My name is Jennifer Saint Hill. Just a tall, voluptuous young black woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I write this because I want to give thanks. I'm thankful for what I've got. The Good Lord gave me intelligent, health and good looks. He also gave me a wonderful family. I am grateful for my father, Franklin Saint Hill. He's a stocky black m...
"Jack, where are you?" Janet Wood called out as she slammed the apartment door behind her. She looked around their small living space but neither of her roommates was in sight. "Jack! Chrissy! Where are you guys? Roper is on the warpath again. We're two months behind on the rent and he's not buying any more excuses." The door of Jack's bedroom opened and he...
I heard Alan "shouting" through my pocket, it was my phone, again, ringing poking at me for the third time; he hadn't stop nagging me all damn night. I was busy (you'd think he'd get the hint by now). But, sadly he wouldn't, and, I was forced to leave Steph's apartment with an itch that was yet to be scratched. 10 minutes later I joined the party (literall...
Jay Ryan was an up and coming pop singer with striking voice, and a revolutionary sound. A throwback to an earlier era, he had little boy looks and small town charm. He also had a reputation as a straight laced, "boy next door" type who went to church every Sunday, called his mom regularly and boasted a clean and moral lifestyle, one that his record label...
"You were acting like a SLUT!", Greg was almost shouting. "I was being nice to your co-workers. There is a difference you know." I replied, trying to remain calm. "I'll agree, a hot red-head in a mini skirt grabbing a perfect stranger's cock is very nice." "LOOK! I will admit that was crossing the line just a bit, but I wanted to make sure that your name...
My husband was away on business yet again. As is normal for us, we text back and forth trying to keep in touch. Silly little texts all morning long about how our days were going, flirting some but keeping it light as we were both pretty busy. But somewhere around lunchtime his texts become slightly naughty. He had never done this before so it completely cau...