This is a work of fiction. Everyone named IS real and the location, names, ages and dates have not been changed, I did attend this school when I said I did but to protect my identity I have not named myself in the story. "Why don't you come back to my place?" How long had I waited to hear those words from Ms. McMillan, it had been from the first English les...
Prologue Jack stared into the barrel of the gun, mesmerized by its inherent power. The dark steel seemed to absorb the light, and even hope itself, as if the weapon knew that its actions were truly irrevocable. Jack looked into its single black eye for an eternity, allowing himself to be seduced by it. Willing himself to overcome his fears. Fighting his fig...
Ok, the story goes like this. The old man cut out when I was six. Mom raised me until I was 14 and then she cut out with some ass hole from Hollywood. Seems like Mom and Hollywood got in a bad car wreck out on the interstate. So, here I am at 14, the mofo what in complete charge. I go down to the kiddie high school and set up a work-study type thing with...
Ashlyn Selvatico Note: This story takes place on a planet where men do not have the same legal rights that women enjoy. All adult males are routinely referred to as "boys" as a sign of their inferior social status (much as women in the 1950s in the U.S. were often dismissively called "girls"). No sexual activity involving minors should be inferred. All of t...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** "Oh, it's good to be back home," I said, as I threw my bag onto my chair. I had just finished my second year at college and I had promised my parents that I would spend the holidays with them. Usually I would spend the holidays with my friends or my girlfriend but after my...
Cal was busy working on his stamp collection, sorting through several old stamps he had recently purchased at an auction, when he heard the chime of his computer signalling an incoming email. He glanced at his watch and was surprised, since most of his emails were news or sports updates, and came at the top of the hour. It was 8:21, which meant it was spam w...
Dollie's Introduction and her stories begin. Keep in mind many of these stories will also be written by me, her husband, so will be similar. Dollie... I had secret reasons not to let another man have intercourse with me. My mother and older sister were nymphos way before I even knew what that meant. I feared once I started I'd be like them and want more a...
During my years of reading and writing Literotica stories I've noticed ways in which the Literotica Universe differs from ours, finally deciding it would be fun to write them down. I hope you enjoy. If this was a story and had characters, any characters engaged in sexual activities would be eighteen years of age or older. Insofar as it is a story with chara...
I don't know what I was born to do. Sometimes, I believe I was born to write. Even with all of my questionable grammar, it has always been what I've been best at. In childhood, I dreamed of being a teacher, a lawyer, a nurse, and even a doctor. But when I was 14, I settled on becoming a writer. Not settled. It chose me. It knew it was in me. I spent a great...
Hi my name is Ty that's short for Tyrone. I stand at 6 foot 608 345 pounds. I'm a black man who from the age of 20 in 1992 was sent to prison for rape that he did not commit. 25 years after going to prison I received a visitor one day young man in his 20s with brown hair. The young man: You must be Tyronne Jackson? Me: Yes I am. But who are you? The Youn...