Apologies to my fans for not finishing Alice Takes a Cruise yet. It will be. Meanwhile here's a not-so-short story to be going on with. They say men think about sex every nine seconds. I don't know if that's true for other men, but when I was eighteen it was certainly true for me. One way or another sex filled my head. At school, at home, on the bus, watchi...
CHAPTER 1: PEST CONTROL "Recruit! Why are there lizards raining from my goddamned vents?" The soldier stood, saluting. "I don't know, Sir!" The Staff Sergeant steadied his wide brimmed hat as a fat reptile fell from the air vent above the mess hall table, bouncing off his head and landing in a gravy boat with a splash. It motored its little legs, trying...
© 2017 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. This is my first ever Valentine's Day story...
Suggested by the story GUY LINE by Olderneighbor I had never considered myself a slut. I'd had my share of sexual adventures in school, sure, including the loss of my virginity to a friend's brother when I was 14, and a few misadventures at parties and at bars, and in dorm rooms during college, but no one ever called me loose, no one ever wrote filth about...
"You're a sorry fucking bitch," screams Rob. Betty shouts back, "And you're a sorry fucking excuse for a man. You worthless cock sucker." "At least I'm not out trying to fuck the entire town." "Neither am I. I am just satisfying one man. At least he can satisfy me. Not like some ass hole that will remain nameless." "How do you expect to get satisfied whe...
Author's Notes: This is the sequel to "Leo and the Dragon", which you can also find here on Literotica. To fully enjoy this story, you might want to go back and read that one first, although I've tried my best to make this as accessible as possible. A huge "Thank you" for all the people who helped refine this tale. You know who you are. As always, there a...
The following week seemed to drag by for Jordan. He trained his replacement, Mike, for 10 hours a day, then went home each night to pack his small condo. He lived a fairly Spartan existence, and everything would fit into a pile of boxes in his living room, except for his bed, dresser, television and a futon that doubled as his sofa and guest bed. He figu...
Dear reader: welcome. I wish to note here up front that this piece is "novella" in length. It's not broken up conveniently into numbered masturbatory installments. If you are after that, there is plenty of good material to be found, but this one doesn't really fit that bill. That being said, there are numerous sexual encounters in this piece, all among conse...
"Elena, over here!" echoed the voice of the expedition leader, eerily muted and bodiless in the morning fog. I stumbled and cursed as I tried to climb the muddy berm. The newly sprouted foliage had not yet had the time to cover the exposed earth, making the terrain treacherous. My university-provided boots were clearly substandard for this type of work. I c...
A Piers Fellowes Crime Story By Lairdscastle Chapter 1 He stood naked and self-conscious by the side of the bed and stared down at the display of toys arranged neatly on the quilted bedspread. Nearby on a chair, also neatly folded... perhaps he would admit obsessively so, lay his business suit, expensive shirt, underwear, blue silk socks and a matching si...