Sometimes when I clean house, I like to say I cleaned it spotless. It's never really true. Somewhere in the back of recollection, we all think of one thing when we hear that phrase. It will never be spotless. On the kitchen floor is a dark spot on the wood. We've tried washing it, we've tried different chemicals. Nothing seems to remove it. Mr. Clean ain't...
Lynchburg prison was a low security prison for non-dangerous criminals. Mostly white collar criminals with money ended up in this place. It was actually not too shabby a facility. It had single rooms with en suite bathrooms equipped with private showers, drawers for your limited clothing choices and a TV in each room. I was even able to take my Xbox into the...
The applause sign lit and the crowd went crazy. She emerged from a massive, decoratively arched doorway and made her way down a long brightly lit ramp like some sort of alien Queen getting ready to sing space-opera to a group of star-struck, earthbound peasants. "Welcome to the Debra Harper show!" shouted Debra Harper to all her fans, mostly middle-aged to...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** Candy slept like the dead after her evening with Mr. Morgan and his three friends. She had never had more than one lover before so she walked with a limp the next two days and decided to wait a week before an encore with Mr. Morgan. Ron knew that Candy was tired and sore so h...
Dear Shoeblossom, here is a recording I did with my boyfriend recently, he was unaware of it, of course...love your "Taped Confessions" series. thanks, Sinclair "Pongo, it was your fantasy, wasn't it?" "Sinclair, it was, but to be paraded through my aunt's garden party, where everyone is dressed so elegantly--" "Oh, you're exaggerating" "Every worthw...
We were standing in a crowded bar that we probably never should have stepped into in the first place. Myself, my wife, and my friend Jimmy, had gone out for drinks in San Francisco when we stumbled into a strangely working class Irish bar in North Beach. The three of us must have looked like real nerds, pale and white with our thick rimmed glasses and carefu...
You know all the usual stuff, don't read if it's illegal or you don't like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. This story is about an 18/yo boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses, a...
A personal story written about and for Literotica member PatheticJamie. This was requested by her and was written with her full permission. As Jamie checked into the low-budget hotel with its drab décor, the receptionist caught her eye. Jamie knew this woman. Of course, she'd gone to high school with her, where she mercilessly bullied and humiliated her at...
**All Characters in this Story are at least 18 years of age.** * High school was never really easy for me. I was (and still am) your stereotypical nerdy guy. I'm about 5'10, pale skin, dark hair, and wear a pair of thick rimmed glasses. The kind of guy you would expect to be sitting around with his friends playing Dungeons and Dragons. Which ironically, is...
The characters are all seniors in high school meaning 18. * The sign read "Mandatory Assembly All Students 3rd Period" and underneath it said bold letters "Subject: Fighting on school property". Katie read it as she walked into school and was nervous whether this would require her participation. Katie, Short for Katelyn, was class president of the senior c...