I was driving down to Knoxville Tennessee to help my best friend move back up to Michigan. I had a six pack cooler filled with five bottles of Aquafina water and crushed ice sitting on the floorboard on the passenger side. The sixth was wedged between my legs. I was driving a rented Lincoln Town Car straight down I-75 and was screaming through Kentucky when...
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...
Hey everybody. This is part of a brand new series I've been working on for a while. This is actually one of the first stories I had ever tried to write, but it was horribly written. It has taken a while to bring it to this point. I am going to have to create the next chapters from scratch, but I think this is good basis for a story. I guess only time will te...
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I apologize up and down, left and right, for this long hiatus -- The Internet is a fickle thing, which I wish was more accommodating to the nice customer that I am, or the company, rather. Anyway, nuisances aside, this took a little longer to write. I've had inspiration along the way, so I hope you enjoy, as always. (Please leave feedback!) Just a reminder,...
Author note: As one reader pointed out to me in an email following my first story, I cater to the "fine dining" clientele of Literotica, not the "fast-food" one. This is smart eroticism not raunchy porn, so if you're looking for a quick and easy fix, you're better off skipping my stories. Otherwise, enjoy, and don't forget to leave any positive or negative c...
With a heavy lurch forward, the number 9 bus took off from another stop, filled to the brim and straightened folding doors with passengers. Passengers who occupied every seat, and whose hands wrapped and covered every safety railing and pole. In the center of that sea of bodies, handbags, and glowing cell phone screens, moved a redheaded beauty. One who ha...
The basis for this story is autobiographical, but I do make changes with names of individuals and some of the content to make the story flow more smoothly such as entering the minds of characters to reveal possible thoughts leading up to their actions. ************************* Dolly was born and lived in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, in an area above city c...
Authors Note: This story is a continuation of my previous story called Balance of Power where a school social worker submits to a teenaged schoolgirl Bully getting in far deeper than she ever intended. While it has been written with the stand-alone reader in mind, your enjoyment of the following will most likely be enhanced if you read Balance of Power first...
Smokey Saga #68: "Brain Storm" ***** Twenty Smokey Sagas ago, a zookeeper named Adia met the lycanthropic love of her life in "(Hungry Like The) Wolfgirl." Ten Sagas ago, a corporate axewoman called Poppy was shown the error of her ways by her conscience in "On Your Shoulder." These were the last two fantasies I wrote—if you don't count the lesbian versi...