I heard the door open behind me, "Hey hone—" Milo looked up. "Hey. How was your nap?" A pause, "Fine...what are you two doing?" I looked at Milo's penis, still wet and hanging out of his jeans. Milo walked toward the door. "I was just letting her watch." "I see," Julia said. I stood up and finished putting my things together. "I really should go," I sa...
Dey didn't look away from the mass of computer components – and as DuBois stood and looked smug, she started to go through everything she knew about AIs to try and figure out what the fuck was going on. Generally speaking, there were three kinds of AI. Four, if you were a science fiction writer or fan (and Dey, being someone who grew up in a world with alien...
This is a work of fiction and does not represent any person, living or dead. This work is copyrighted and may not be reproduced in any manner without written permission of the author. Just prior to receiving my discharge from the Marine Corps, the Navy dentist told me that I should hang around and let him remove my wisdom teeth. Of course I ignored his advi...
The following story is copyrighted and may not be posted on any internet site without the express consent of the author. Author's note: The following story is true. The events actually happened, although some of the names and the date were changed by artistic license. At this date and time I can't remember the men's actual names, but if any of the participa...
Author's note: This standalone story includes elements from the RON'S JOURNAL series, but reading the other chapters is optional. The tale contains seduction, betrayal, violence, and dust devils. The story is probably fairly fictional. All sexual acts involve live humans over age 18. Felice is mostly the McGuffin. Your feedback is appreciated. ***** The Tem...
Author's Note: The first chapter of my story contains no sex, it focuses entirely on plot build up. If you're looking for a quickie, I suggest you look elsewhere. This story contains minor gore and graphic descriptions of pain(Unrelated to sex). Just to warn those who are bothered by that sort of thing. All aspects of this story are fictional. Any resembl...
"If you're really a mean person you're going to come back as a fly and eat poop." — Kurt Cobain Julie turned to face me as she reached the door. "Thanks, Brayden. Will I see you tomorrow?" "You bet." She stood on the tips of her toes and kissed me softly on the cheek. Her scent lingered for just a moment as she spun around and made her way into the hallw...
This chapter has been edited to fit the requirements for Literotica. ***** The thick, skunky scent of weed hung heavy in the air, attaching itself to Tyler's hair and clothes as he sat on the ratty old couch. Overwhelmingly skunky, the cannabis smoke came at him from all angles, drifting from the thickly rolled blunts that were perched between the lips of...
At eighteen years old, I'd made my fair share of mistakes, but this one was by far the worst. I'd asked my last ride to drop me off at a highway crossroads, God knows how many miles back. Told him I had enough food and water, and brains, to make it on my own. He had warned me how dangerous it was, but I had been so cocksure. So certain in my ability to surv...
Disclaimers: This vacuous stroker, the last of a three-part story arc, is fiction, so chill. Fuckers are over 18 and shun condoms. Tags: fuckfest, bisexual, pregnancy. If you object, stop reading. No incest here. Voices and details may be unreliable. Opinions may not be the author's. Read prior chapters first. Comments are demanded. Enjoy! ***** Stanley St...