So, to say the least, I had suddenly become hot shit. Just kidding. If anything, I now felt like a complete imposter. Alex seemed to have accepted me as somewhat cool, and now Robbie added a level of intrigue, and Henry was ever present. Despite being hot shit, I rarely saw a text from Alex. I had already placed him in the category of "people who don't text"...
When he grasped the tree I was holding up, he placed his strong hand over mine. The feel of his touch sent electricity through my body, and I felt myself flush and begin to harden up. I didn't want this to happen. I hadn't wanted to be pulled into that vortex ever again. I had thought I was finished with him. "Here, Eddie, could you help this couple?" he wa...
This is an eight-chapter series that will complete posting before the end of June. The chronological fit for Death to Blonds in the previously published promiscuous bottom NYPD detective Clint Folsom mystery series is after the conclusion of Death in Eden . The chronology of the books of the Clint Folsom mystery series that are posted to Literotica (only hal...
When he drove me home the car was silent. I didn't know what to say anymore and Gavin seemed to be caught up in his own thoughts. I wanted to ask him if he was thinking about this morning, when we'd both gotten up and gotten dressed without a word. Or the strained atmosphere that hung over us as we ate breakfast and forced ourselves to make small talk....
A motorcycle with loud tail pipes rode by and snapped me back to the present. What a situation I've found myself in... But I've got work to do: devise a plan to get my life back. The Question: what on earth got into Karen. I was so wrapped up in the whole thing that I must have missed it. And for all these years. Karen wasn't like this when we were first m...
The following story is purely fictional, and bears no connection to any events, real or otherwise. All characters are made up and hold no resemblance to any persons, living or otherwise, and any similarities is purely coincidental. All characters engaging in any sexual scenarios are all 18 or over. Please rate this story and leave any comments afterwards, as...
When I tripped on the tree trunk and went down, I knew I was in trouble. Here I was in the middle of an Alaskan forest, all alone and defenseless. I tried to get up, but it was hopeless. My foot just kept buckling under me. Maybe I could crawl my way out of there, but which direction was out? "Help," I yelled "is anybody around? I'm in trouble!" Nothing. Gre...
The first day at sea was formal night and he dressed up for dinner with his parents. When they asked him what he had been up to all day he got a little flustered and said he had met some new friends. He was sure they could tell that that wasn't the whole truth, but they didn't press further. It was hard to focus during the meal. All he could think about we...
A few minutes later, Armisen was splayed out naked, face-down, ass up on the coffee table, his long lumberjack limbs dangling over the edges. He waited patiently as Carson stood behind him, wetting his hands with coconut oil. "You ready?" he asked. Carson nodded, his knees weak at the sight of the man splayed out in front of him like a tenderloin. "Uh huh...
We sat around the dining table like a klatch of eclectic, existentialist wannabes. I laughed to myself as I looked from one to the other. Isadora sat at the head of the table. She changed from earlier, and tonight she was dressed in a rainbow assortment of veils-- 50 possibly, or maybe 200-- she was an elephantine woman after all. To my right was Hec, dres...