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...
Sometimes when I’m writing, I try to write with purpose. I try to write a story with a compelling theme or message, with a well-thought-out and interesting plot that will stick with you and make you feel something that makes it transcend normal wank material to become something more. Other times, I hornily mash my keyboard for a few hours until I’ve got a b...
Chapter One (Wednesday 16th October 2002) Viola had never felt so much alone as she exited the lift and walked along K floor's central corridor. Here she was, on her way to a meeting of the Lesbian Society. Less than a week ago she'd called herself straight. Less than a week ago she'd not had one lesbian bone in her body. Except she'd been deluding everyo...
The heavy rain that had been falling for the last few hours continued to beat against the large bay window as Olivia Stone sat in the plush recliner, watching the droplets run down the glass. It had been raining on and off all week and while the annoyingly cheerful weather girl on channel 4 had promised clear skies for the weekend, it was already Friday nigh...
Summary: Sweet nerd loses her virginity and discovers her domme side. Note 1: Thanks to HFernandez for suggesting this idea. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, Dave, and Wayne for editing this story. Warning: This story manipulates religious doctrine... if that offends you, please quit reading now. This is part four of a potentially lengthy ser...
DISCLAIMER – This is a fictional story to be read and enjoyed. If you can't read, stop reading. If you can't enjoy, stop reading. If you don't like any of the story codes mentioned above, stop reading. If you can't stop, it's not my problem. Part 4 – Somebody's Gonna Get Shot The next morning I woke up in Renee's bed. I looked at her hair and felt a growin...
Author's note: This is the second part of a very long story. The characters (Jade and Terry) from my other story, 'Hidden Desires,' will appear here but reading their story is not necessary to understand their role in this one. My sincere thanks and heartfelt gratitude to all who have voted, emailed and commented on my story. Your support makes writing w...
This story is set in Scotland and has taken me a while to write because I had other writing tasks to complete. I hope you like it and I may consider a spin off story later on with other characters. Ulrika stared at her reflection in the mirror as she puckered her lips. At the age of twenty five she was starting to look more and more like her mother. Granted...
December 2009 Conventions; trade shows; conferences. Call them what you like, you do get to meet some characters. Like the guy who's all talk, smattering TLAs throughout the conversation in the vain hope it covers up the fact he plainly doesn't know what he's talking about. At the other end of the scale is the nervous geek who should be locked away to do th...
Elise lifted the cup to her lips, paused to inhale its aroma, took another sip and smiled. It smelled deep and rich like moist earth from a far away land. She took a drink and let it sit on her tongue before she swallowed and allowed the heat to slide down her throat. "God, why can't I get coffee like this back home?" she thought. She shook her head in disbe...