I first spotted him walking around the Bay Shore Mall one fine Thursday morning. What started out as yet another dark, boring mid-August day in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, brightened up real quick for yours truly thanks to a certain vision of masculine beauty. Tall, lean and athletic, with chocolate-hued skin, short, curly black hair and a goatee. This one...
**Prologue** This story and the previous one I posted ("Nerds Love Me") form part of a larger text that I've been working on. Maybe I'll submit those chapters for consideration by the Literotica editors when I've made some more progress on it. Fictionally speaking, "Nerds Love Me" was written by a petite blonde woman, named Heidi, whereas this story was wri...
The weather had changed overnight. We went directly from a week of constant rain to a blue sky and lots of sun. The inhabitants of Greater Copenhagen hadn't yet realized that it was excellent beach weather, so I was practically alone in the artificial dunes of the Amager Beach. I had left my apartment after lunch and planned to spend the whole afternoon sun...
From the Journal of Elizabeth Jacobs: January 1 year 5 of the Centauri arrival, Today marks 5 years since the Centauri arrived on Earth and started changing things. These changes include killing 50% of the male population regardless of age, turning 95 percent of the remaining men into gay beta males, turning the remaining males into alpha strait males with i...
Special thanks to Lollypop69 * * * * * I over slept so I have no time to dawdle in picking out what to wear. I’ll wear what I wore last night to the club. I had been looking for a guy last night, but found none. Not to say there weren’t plenty of them trying; they just weren’t my type. My short black hair really accents my cheeks and dark brown eyes....
Francis was distracted. He tried to keep listening to Michael but he couldn't keep his eyes --or ears for that matter -- off the young woman sitting caddy corner from him at the table to the left. She'd been talking with her friend since he'd been sitting and waiting on Michael. Usually Francis couldn't stand to listen to women drone on together but he rathe...
My name is Babbita. I am not the subject of observation. However, I have become part of it. I have gone native so to speak. So you must know me. My inclination has first manifested itself at age seven. I was hiding under a corner bench of a banquet. The grown ups minded their own wedding celebration business and did not pay attention to us kids, especially,...
Author's note: This tale of Lovecraftian cosmic horror has been dancing in my mind for quite a while, and I hope you enjoy it. Please note that some parts of the story will contain dark elements and non-consent. I'm eager for feedback, so please leave a comment. ***** Abigail Carter hurried across the Twisted Quad through the New England rain and bowled in...
————— This text was inspired (with her permission) by the work of u/soft-n-slow of Reddit's r/gonewild. ————— Part 2 A few days before. Emilia woke up yet again more than an hour before she needed to. She stared up at the ceiling of her small one-bedroom apartment, the gray morning light peeking in through the Venetian blinds. It didn't look like going...
Chapter one Part one Chad Berwick smiled complacently as his latest conquest leaned back and thrust downward on his stiff cock, her pussy arching lewdly toward him. What could he say? He had a good life. This was just how things went for him. His first night in Tanzania with the summer research team from UNC and he'd already scored his first quality piece...