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...
I have been writing this story for a while now, but it got really long. I decided to break it up into a few pieces. This is a sweet story about GTO's 'niece' Linda. Be warned, Linda is a completely different person than Gail or Robin. I tried to make this a sad, yet sweet tale about a sweet girl who finds herself and overcomes adversity with the help of a fe...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 6 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. THE NEXT MORNING I woke up and groggily tried to reorient mysel...
A story with some more romance, kind of, but with a prolonged lesbian seduction game and big boobs as usual... Anyway, it aims to be an erotic story and not a romantic one. Although this story is about lust between young girls, all the characters are above 18 years old. I remember to new readers I'm not English mother tongue, so please pardon all the gramm...
Thank you so much for the comments! That was some legitimate criticism about my writing. I will do better in proofreading and editing. I'm a little worried about the overall structure and direction of the story though. I have an outline for the story, but I never put a lot of attention to what specific niche within erotic literature I was trying to fall. I j...
Laura Wells and I had both left home to go to the state university in Austin, Texas. I may still be a hayseed from Arkansas, but at least I'm no longer a hayseed IN Arkansas! I wangled and finagled like crazy and managed to fix it so we were roommates in the same dorm. Our room was small, with two single beds and a tiny bathroom. I loved it! The accommodatio...
Returning to school after summer vacation is always a tremendous bummer. As Britney Wilcox pressed the small red button on her car key, she sighed with a slight hint of despair as her 2009 Corvette convertible's anti-theft system armed. Though this was the first day of her final year of high school, the eighteen year old would much rather be elsewhere; back...
Brianna O'Connell, Bree to her friends, stood on the sidewalk outside North Cambridge Elementary School, watching as her daughter walked up the path to the main entrance with a few of her friends. As they disappeared inside, the redheaded twenty-eight year old's thoughts flashed back to a time when she would've walked Kellie herself. But those days were gon...
AUTHOR NOTE: If you like this hilariously grim little tale, read some of my other equally uninspired fiction: After the Party Daphne's New Life How I Spent My Summer Vacation by Carol Hitchcock A Death, Baked Bob, and the Personal Ad Screwing My Ex They came out in that order, and according to one reader I got better as I went along, so do yourself a f...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. -1- You could say this is the story of why loon calls, lapping waves, and the scent of pine needles baked in the sun get me all hot and bothered. It's the story of the best night of my life—it's long behind me, but I'm not sad to know that's true. Perhaps that's because, in a way, it's...