"Stacy Adams please come to the office. Stacy Adams please come to the office." A cold chill ran down the pretty senior's spin when she heard her name on the intercom. She gathered her books with trembling fingers and put them in her book bag. It felt like every eye was watching her. She expected to hear them call her boyfriend Mitch's name too. Perhaps...p...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Chapter 1 It was nearing 'that time of the month; and Dee Jones was feeling the full effect of it. She poured herself another gin and seven-up and felt like screaming; the bottle of gin was nearly empty. Nude, she padded into her living room and sat on...
Rebecca was looking out of the window, not concentrating on the student discussion taking place. It was the end of a long week and she wanted to get home. She was in the final stages of her PhD in mathematics and should be submitting her thesis in a few weeks. She was currently helping her supervisor with an undergraduate teaching session. When people met...
Word Count: 24,643 *** Every step felt like the spot where her knees would fail. Her heels screamed when they smacked the asphalt, a pain that reverberated in her thighs and chest. Autumn was slipping into winter. The cold bit her nose and turned her eyelashes into daggers. Even so, she kept running. Lap twelve was all momentum so when she reached the...
This is my entry for the "In a Sunburned Country" writers' challenge. This is the first time I have entered one of the contests, so I can only hope not to make a royal mess of it. The most Aussie thing I know is cricket, so it is the focal point of the story. For those not familiar with the sport (basically everyone not from a handful of former British colon...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - When pretty 18-year-old Melbourne schoolgirl Sophie meets handsome Josh at a regatta on the Yarra River in 1996 she is very taken with him. Her best friend Imogen jokes that he might be gay, and while Sophie is somewhat disappointed when this proves to be correct, she is very glad to have a gay male friend. While Josh is open abo...
Eva Lily Rockmore * Oh, fuck! That hurt. I looked into the enraged blue eyes of my lover, shooting wary glances at the perfectly manicured hand that was still partially raised in the air. My left cheek was sore where she'd hit me and I wondered absently if it would leave a bruise. Monica's chest was heaving, the indecently large mass of her breasts push...
Hey, everybody. This is a standalone story, though it involves characters from the Girls of Manchester story line and another story I have yet to finish. I hope you enjoy it. There is nothing in the way of sexual activity in this story. I am placing it here merely because it involves an active story line that does. Either way, I hope you will still be willin...
It was a dark and cold night. Tom could hear the late night noises of central New York City in the distance. There was a smell of dust and abandonment in the old deserted factory. The windows were all cracked or broken. Pieces of glass lay shattered on the dusty floor. The walls were dirty and stained and the paint was peeling off like old skin off a snake....
***I've had elements of lesbian romance in my works here & there before (see http://www.literotica.com/s/a-wild-thing-in-the-darkness-ch-01 on my page), but I've never done a piece just in that genre until now and listed it as such. This is a part of another tale of mine, "Chameleon in Chrome" which is running in the Non-Human category. I wrote it ages ago,...