Michael awoke to a faint humming coming from somewhere off in the distance, muffled and tinny, as though he were hearing it through old headphones, or new Beats. As his eyes adjusted to the dim light he could see that she was in a large, barren room, clean to the point of sterility. Had he gotten into an accident? Was he in a hospital? He tried to sit up but...
============================ Your readers are precious. Help them My first foray into the How-to category. Some notes on making your stories more 'readable' and therefore, more enjoyable. ============================ Let's face it. The readers here on Literotica have a lot to choose from. If they have any issues with your story, it's easy enough to drop...
Serafina forced down a whine as the plant vine, now three of them, rubbed suggestively up her torn skirt. Her mind ran in circles, repeating and screeching she was late for class and that yes, she'd left her suppression aids at the boarding house. She lifted up her head, wincing at the sight. Miles and miles of coarse vine-infested roadside were between her...
The cold rain poured down in torrents, stampeding across the roof like a herd of wild horses. It overflowed the gutters and poured like a waterfall into the garden on either side of the stairs. The night was frigid, dark, moonless and starless... cloudy. He opened the door and there she was. She'd been looking downward, staring at some spot in space that was...
The train was packed. Rush hour traffic in central Tokyo means being packed in like a tin of sardines as most of Tokyo takes to the rail system to get to where they're going. As an American, however, the Japanese try to give you a little space, but "space" in this instance only meant that no one was pressing against you like all the other Japanese, but inste...
I knew she was a new model by the way she took off her clothes. She untied her robe with a quiet determination; chin high, eyes fixed on something on the other side of the room. She did not look at us when the robe fell to her bare feet. As she stood naked before 20 senior art students she looked only at our professor, calmly asking him what she should do....
A new country, a new life and new friends. "Hi," I stood up to introduce myself, "my name is Alice and I'm 19 years old." My turn was up and I took my seat, looking around I noticed there were only 4 males in my class. College life was definitely weird, but thankfully I wasn't the only dark skinned person in the class. Like I said before my name is Alice,...
The Shinjuku Manner Center... the mental hospital you worked in. This place had some serious issues: Serial killers, suicidal girls with no body fat whatsoever, people who'd just stare at you all day, and a little bit of all three in combinations. And no one really helped them, at least... you didn't see any improvement. Especially not for one of your favo...
The sound of water dripping from stalactites echoed through the cavernous depth. Pale white things with too many legs scurried away from the dim green light given off by the crystal in Amina's deep brown hand. She swallowed, eyes flicking to each and every opening in the cave walls. Waiting for something to leap out at her. Her hand curled around the hilt of...
The prep platform's micro grabbers had deftly stripped Jana of her clothes and an array of tiny nozzles whirred around her to spray a thin film of pink latex in geometrical patterns on her stomach, back, arms and legs. A second set of nozzles laid down fine lines of gold on top of this, overlaying circuits with terminals near her nerve centers. She stood per...