***Author’s Note*** This is the first part of a love story. How many parts it will be depends on what you all think! ************* Ten years ago, I was the defendant yet again. I had no doubt in my mind that that tag was going to be engraved on my tombstone: "Here lies the perpetual defendant HAILEY MARIE GONZALES - May she rest in peace and time serv...
My husband, Jay, has submitted many stories to Literotica. I have read them and found them immensely exciting. We have known one another since just after high school and lived together for a few yeas, but as life happens he was drafted into the Army and we drifted apart. Twenty years later our paths crossed and as we were both single at the time we married....
I was so nervous that first day when I walked through the door to her office. I almost hadn't showed up. I sat on the edge of the bed, trying to figure out what the hell I was going to wear, and I almost decided it wasn't worth it. "This isn't going to help anything, anyway. I don't know what I'm even going for." I didn't know why I was so nervous. Maybe it...
All of the characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. This story features lesbian sex, drug use, and foreplay. Readers are required to have a little something that we like to call 'suspension of disbelief.' Read this if you're horny and want to have fun. Read Faulkner if your pants are still on and you've got an editor's pen permanently lodged up...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and people need to understand that it is for entertainment purposes only. Note that all characters in the story are over the age of eighteen (18) years old. The term 'teen' or 'teenager' can easily refer to a person who is eighteen or nineteen! I am happy to say that the original story 'Cursed: The Idol of Lesbos' has b...
The door thuds behind me as my father pulls it closed. His hand on my shoulder, he leads me through the living room, past my scowling mother, and up the stairs. At the top of the stairs, he pulls me into a hug. "Go take a shower, get dressed. I'll talk to your mother," he whispers into my ear. "Thanks," I say, my voice raspy. I walk into my bedroom and g...
She’d been smiling all day long. She couldn’t help it. It had been two months and her on-again, off-again was back in town. She’d gotten the call late last night. The flight would arrive at 5:30. She had been looking at the clock all day long but the minutes had crawled. She’d been so distracted with anticipation that during lunch she had called her best fri...
Brandi knew she was in trouble. The 18-year old college student had been out partying at her friend Jessica's house to celebrate the start of spring break, and as was often the case she'd consumed one wine cooler too many. Her friend Naomi had offered to drive her home but Brandi had refused, knowing she'd be needing her car the next day. When she first saw...
Darlene was one of the hairdressers at the salon where I worked as the Business Manager. The first day I met Darlene, I was attracted to her and for two obvious reasons. She had the two things that guys most want, lust over, desire, and fantasize about. She had the biggest tits I've ever seen on a white woman. They were huge. I don't know what size they we...
I'm in a dark corner of a dark club somewhere in Chicago. I'm in the corner mainly because I'm out of the way here. I hate clubs. But O loves them. She toasts me from the dance floor and I raise my drink in return. I'm only here because I promised her I would come out and it was her turn to pick the place. A couple of guys have stopped by to ask me if I wan...