"America and Britain are two nations divided by a common language". So said George Bernard Shaw. Or possibly Oscar Wilde. Or was it Winston Churchill? Anyway, there's a lot of truth in this statement, and it's something I'm never more aware of than when I'm writing a submission to Literotica. (Mark Twain maybe?) For those poor deprived souls not yet familia...
Chapter 9: Sherry Humiliated Part 3 of Sherry's account begins here. “Can anybody join this party?” I heard a new voice ask. I opened my eyes to the sight of a young woman standing nearby. She was cute, about five-seven with long copper-brown hair and B-cup sized tits. I know this because she had her shirt lifted up and was playing with a nipple while her...
A Deal Is a Deal – Part 1 The following story is “real” in the sense that I wrote it for my wife, Sandra, for she and I to read and become aroused by it. While our real-life experiences are somewhat tamer, we nonetheless have spiced up our sex life by fantasizing about what might be. You husbands and wives out there might find that it is something that yo...
Author's note: Written sexual activity is only engaged in by responsible fictional adults of 18 fictional years or older. Wearing a condom. Even when not engaged. Excuse me but I do not quite understand what you are complaining about? Okay, let me see if I got this straight, you are complaining that, that man over there is a sexual deviant, am I correct?...
For my 101st submission to Literotica, I thought it would be fun to create a "Hot 100", amazing stories across many categories that have enriched my life. I did not duplicate the stories from my earlier offering, The Ten Best Stories On Literotica, so there are 110 choices in all to whet your appetite. In the classic "Hit Parade" style,...
Anonymous in the USA, finding himself/herself awake, hoicked into a spittoon which was a half-finished jam jar and scratched mushrooms under both armpits. Who in the world should Anonymous lampooned or harpooned today? Slipping on two knuckledusters and then, awkwardly, spiked underpants, Anonymous staggered to the latrine and urinated the $100 bottle of F...
There he is sat on my bed, my Uncle, Uncle Creep, well that's what I call him. I'm just staring in shock as he flicks through it. "Put that down, it's private," I manage to blurt out. "Don't worry, you poor little thing. I've read it right through a few times. I won't tell anyone, Vicky, isn't it?" I'm shaking in horror, my diary, my pink diary with all...
The rattling of the planes wings snapped Tony out of his light sleep. Still dark. He glanced out the window but everything was pitch black. No doubt they were still over water and would be for quite some time. Again the plane shook, causing him to grip the arm rests tightly. It felt that although he was flying in a 767, it was pieced together with chewing gu...
Everyone written about in this story is fictional and everyone written about is at least 18 years of age. Any relation this has to real events or people is merely fictional. I would love to hear people's comments on what they like and don't like so that I can improve my writing skills. This story is about busty girls, not realism, but I still like to make th...
Part One: ...jade flashed sapphire eyes towards the clock. Soon, she thought, soon He will be here. jade kept writing, then would read what she had written and change a few words, delete a sentence or just leave it as written. The room was prepared for later, when He would arrive. The wood in the fireplace was burning low, casting shadows of intricate des...