This story is a slow boil...but I hope you enjoy it. This may contain story lines of race that may be offensive to some of you. Please stop reading if it does and find another story more suitable for you. Part 1 My name is Nick, and at 6"2" I'm fairly tall for an Asian guy. It's probably why people sometimes think I'm Samoan or something like that, especia...
(All main characters are over the age of 18) * As soon as I got back to the room, I screamed. I was just so frustrated at the coach, and the school and everybody. I needed to vent my anger and frustration. I felt like crying. The soccer team had been one of the only constant things in my life, and I didn't know what I was going to do now that it was no lon...
When I was 16 I saw my father kissing another woman. I got me really mad and went to tell my mother. That's when I learned that my parents had an open marriage and that they had never been exclusive. It really shook me at first but then I found it kind of cool that my parents were not sexually repressed. Since we were being honest, I told them that I was g...
The two guys who Ally had told me to watch, slid out of their booth and I saw them walk out the back door of the bar. One was short, maybe my size, about forty-years old; the other was older, bald and quite fat. Earlier, I had witnessed the fat guy push a twenty-dollar bill to the younger man. "The younger guy is Eddie," said Ally. "He used to work at the f...
Dear readers, in my Werewolf tale, the 'Were' live openly among humans. The primary character, Juliana Macon lived her entire life as a human, until suppressing her wolf, caused a negative impact on her emotionally. She began to accept her need for her wolf after deciding to live with other 'Were' in the community of Panola Mountain. The dilemma she contin...
This story contains themes of race that may be offensive to you. If it does, please stop reading and find other awesome stories on Literotica.com. * As he tended to my wound, I couldn't help notice how warm his hands here. I tried to keep still, but with him so close to me like that I couldn't help but be a little uncomfortable. I wished he'd hurry, but t...
"Hey Brandon wanna hang out with us?" It was the girl with the weird orange hair. I couldn't recall her name. She and a few of my other dorm mates were gathered round the television in the common room. I was just passing through from the showers. "Um..thanks..er..." "Jill." she giggled. "We were just going to watch the SciFi Friday line up. Your welcome t...
Lying on my bed, I held my phone over my face, scrolling through my Twitter feed as I tried passing the time on the dull Saturday afternoon. It wasn't much help, though, because it was the fifth time I had refreshed my timeline in the span of thirty minutes. I could play some video games or something, but I didn't really feel like it. I even went to the ex...
Wow, seems like forever since I've posted anything. Life was pretty busy and then along came the novel coronavirus and got even crazier. I haven't been able to contact my long-suffering editor, LarryInSeattle -- well before the virus hit. I hope he's well. It took a while to find a replacement. Say hello to HotandHollow. Needless to say, any errors you fin...
For the record, my name is Matthew. The story I am about to tell is true, though I'm not sure I believe it myself anymore. In the beginning it all seemed so innocent. When John and I first moved in together it was supposed to be a temporary thing. His old roommate bailed on him and I needed a place to live that was closer to where we worked. He was a wareho...