*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 The heat shimmered off the sidewalk as Brichelle Adams walked along the strip mall. It was hot and dry almost year round in Oakleaf, Texas, but it seemed even more oppressive in late August. The eighteen year old girl was wearing her b...
These stories are meant for people who are Adults. If you are not at least 18 years old, or are offended by erotic or sexual material, please do not read. I post the entire story each time so that people do not ask me to send them the earlier parts each time. The story is a work in progress that sometimes changes in addition to being added to. If you like t...
This is a story of heartbreak and love. Thank you Robert for your helpful comments. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely...
In a small and dimly lit living room thick with the odor of weed, alcohol, and the ever so present stench of body funk, a deep bass belted from a stereo system and rumbled the floor beneath the feet of a group of teenagers. However, to them, the music itself sounded so far away and distant despite being incredibly jarring, like everything else in the room. B...
This is a story about God, sex, religion, and guilt and how you can't have one without all the rest. I'm sorry if it's the most contradictory story you've ever seen in literotica. ----- Jen was lying in a bed wearing nothing but her panties. Beside her, under the thin covers, was another woman...sleeping, Jen hoped. Because Jen was touching herself. How d...
Bonus story-time again. Velette is back as the centerpiece of this one. If you enjoyed "The Voxe: A Girl And Her Music" and wanted more of our fictitious rock star heroine, then you're in luck; this is its sequel—again, written in first-person, from the P.O.V. of Velette, "the Voxe" herself. And this new Voxe narrative's dedicated to one very special, very l...
This is the story of three beautiful women, all in love. One a lesbian, the other two, they swing both ways. ***** Holly Valant looked across the room swiftly, "There," she said to herself, "she's looking at me again," she smiled and she knew why. She gave the hostess a small smile to let her know she had seen her watching her, which she knew. It was abo...
This is the conclusion to "McKayla's Miracle". It picks up right where the previous chapter left off, so if you're interested in the story, you should probably read the previous parts. Enjoy! *********************** I came home early. I was eight months pregnant and wasn't feeling up to a full day's work. I could have quit my job or at least gone on bedr...
Isolated Accident Sunday, November 6th, 2016, 6:23 p.m. Well... another day, another d— Another d— ...sigh. I took my next turn in the car, wanting so very much to finish my thought with "delight." As someone who desperately aspires to optimism, little would please me more. But my stubborn mind kept returning to the same, less fortunate 'd'-word. The...
Author's Notes: In this story, I thought I would try something a little different. I don't know if it is going to work or not, but here it is. What I am attempting it to do; is interweave both of the main character's perspective in a way that I hope gives a fuller story. I know there can be some confusion when you switch the point of view, so I am going to...