Author's Note: All I can say is wow - thank y'all so much for all of the wonderful feedback, comments and votes on the first two chapters of this story. I'm really happy that everyone seems to have taken a liking to Jules and Leah...they have been so much fun to write about. I also appreciate your patience -- the writing process does take me a little bit of...
"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...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. ------------- ----------------------- The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part...
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...
That night, I had trouble sleeping. I was tossing and turning and unable to get the image out of my head that was burned in there by Courtney. Me, laying naked on a desk while Courtney fed me. Perhaps the 'while Courtney fed me' part was my own manipulation of the image she had given me today at school. Still, the image was crisp and clear in my imagination...
"Number 28, they screwed up my name." Kim Burgos closed her eyes and sighed, hoping that when she opened them again, it would be early evening and she'd be in her hotel room, settling in for a solid ten hours of sleep. "Sorry ma'am, was there something you needed?" Kim smiled in spite of herself. "Oh nothing, I'm just feeling a little morbid today and I...
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,...
This is a continuation of 'The New Assistant' and 'The Artist and the Cop.' It does not matter if you've not read the other stories, but it might help a little. There is a tragedy at the very start of this story which is about a grieving woman and her young friend. Then it becomes a simple love story. It includes two people who are under eighteen at the begi...