Cute Girls

“Let’s hit the pool again” I suggested. The girls agreed. We made our way through the house again and out to the pool. I jumped into the deep end and the girls followed close behind me. We made our way to some shallower water, and began to rinse ourselves off. The girls lightly splashed some water onto my chest, and then used their hands to wash it clean. I was using my hands to clean off the girls as their hands moved down my torso. As I washed the girls, I let my fingertips occasionally touch the sides of their nipples without ever going over the top of them. Sandy and Suzy had run their hands down to my thighs, and I felt one of them grab hold of my dick, and begin to slowly stroke it. More hands joined the one doing the stroking, until it was clear that both girls were involved, and my balls were receiving attention as well. I slowed my hands to match the speed of theirs. I was centering in on the nipples of the girls, running my fingers in circles around them, and then pressing gently on the hardened flesh. The feel of their smooth skin and stiff nipples literally took my breath away. The girls leaned in closer to me so that our legs were brushing together, and Sandy put her head close to mine. Read the rest of this entry »

Traci’s pretty much your average jogger, a 26 year old author of erotic literature who’s into group sex with strangers in public places. So it shouldn’t shock anybody that on a recent Saturday morning, as Traci began her four mile run at a nearby park, her attention was diverted by the sight of several young Army reservists struggling down the path under the weight of huge backpacks.

It was late morning and the heat and humidity were already approaching the unbearable stage. Watching the men in their full Army uniforms made Traci appreciate the fact she only wore a sports bra and running shorts. Water was going to be a very precious commodity as the day wore on, Traci thought to herself. Read the rest of this entry »

It was nine o’clock and I had just gotten out of the shower when my cell phone rang.

I saw that it was my friend, Brent, and answered, “Yo, Kimosabe. What’s up?”

“Man, get your ass down to the club! I have two freaky ass chicks on the line and I need your help!”

Now, the last time Brent called me about his super finds, it was disastrous. So, I was very cautious when I responded, “Dude, I haven’t forgotten the last time…….” I never got a chance to say any more when he interrupted me. Read the rest of this entry »

As I sat before the roaring campfire, my arms hugging my knees, my eyes wandered lazily over to Steve, my best friend in the whole wide world, and my soul mate. He and I had been through a lot of journeys together, and it always seemed as if he were my navigator during most of them. This man whom I shared the most intimate details of my love life with was my closest and most cherished companion. We couldn’t go for two days without talking, and yet, so relaxed were we with each other that a comfortable silence often surrounded us. Read the rest of this entry »

Helen went back to her office and sat behind her desk in her leather chair. She sat thinking about the previous evening, wondering whether anything would happen again, when the phone bought her out of her reverie.

“Mrs. Morgan?” The voice on the other end of the line queried.

“Yes speaking,” she replied.

“Hello this is Jim Roggers, head of security. I was wondering if you could spare me a few minutes of your time.”

“Err…yes…ok…I’ll come straight up.”

She stood and straightened her dark blue wrap over dress, checked the seams on her stockings were still straight and then headed out of the office. She walked the couple of flights of stairs to the security office, and knocked on the door, as she noticed it could only be opened from her side with a key. Read the rest of this entry »

The pounding bass, steamy room, and dim lights of the club were racing through Jennifer’s blood as she watched couples entwine on the dance floor. “Damn,” she thought to herself, “I have got to get laid tonight!” She sipped her Coke and swiveled around on her stool to scan the room, looking for cute guys. Disappointed at not seeing any, she turned back to her Coke, but somehow she couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching her.

She turned again and her eyes locked with those of a very handsome stranger, a few yards from her. The crowd seemed to dim as he began to walk toward her, and she couldn’t tear her eyes from him just as he seemed to be enthralled with her. He was tall, 6′4″, with thick, short chestnut colored hair and sexy green eyes, dressed in tight leather pants and a shirt – she didn’t notice what it looked like, since she was so entranced with the way he was hunting her. Read the rest of this entry »

Luke is waiting for her at the airport. He is standing nervously off to the side from where all the other people are waiting for the passengers to come off the plane. He is holding a small sign that reads “Waiting for my soul mate.”

Beth sees him the minute she steps through the doors into the waiting area. She stands there for a moment watching him, her Luke standing not 10 feet in front of her, looking so handsome and nervous, holding the little sign. Tears spring forth as she looks at him. Love for him making her feel dizzy. He sees her at the same moment, their eyes lock onto one another as the two walk slowly forward until they stand right in front of each other. Beth speaks very softly, “Hi baby, your soul mate is home.” Read the rest of this entry »

I had just turned twenty-one and my current boyfriend had decided to get me a present I’d never forget, or be rid of — a tattoo. I was apprehensive because the only other tattoo I had done was an unpleasant experience to say the least. But I was game for almost anything and I cared for Sam a lot so I said he could pick the design and the placement if he wanted. He agreed and we went shopping for an establishment that was clean and did good work.

When we finally picked a place I watched a woman get a tattoo on her lower back while Sam looked at all the designs on the walls. I noticed that the guy that did the work was around my age and had gentle hands so I began to feel less nervous. Watching the guy work I became a little lost in his arm movements, finding them somewhat erotic in a comforting way. I was so lost in him that I didn’t hear Sam call my name, after the third time he finally came to stand beside me. “Hey, Rach, I found one. Come see if you like it.” Read the rest of this entry »

“This story is dedicated to a sexy lady member of Literotica, she knows who she is, and I hope she enjoys it as I hope you do to. ”

Having contacted numerous ladies over the internet only to have my hopes crushed time and time again I was beginning to loose hope of ever finding that honest woman who actually wanted to meet up in person rather than just fantasize as to the possibilities of meeting a man for a one on one semi anonymous sex.

I sent her an E-mail on the of chance, not really expecting a reply so it was rather refreshing when out of the blue I received her first E-mail response. She told me she was also based in London, 40 years old and that she was divorced and bi. She was not after a relationship but was after some adult fun and would I like to see some photographs. It all sounded a bit too good to be true. Read the rest of this entry »

At some point, Michael turned on the bench, stretching out full length, taking me with him. I was lying on top of him, somewhat like a little rag doll, totally sated and limp. His lovely hands rubbed up and down my back, making little circles and tracing hearts and words of love. I could almost hear him purring with happiness and satisfaction. I was drifting off to sleep when he began talking to me, whispering words of love. One thing that did get through the sleep haze was that, perhaps, we should move on, leave our dressing room prior to security finding us. Read the rest of this entry »