Lieutenant Adkins lay on his side on the bunk, idly looking out the porthole and resting his aching muscles. The Martian landscape stretched away on all sides, a cold barren desert of red sand, red rocks, red mountain, red sky. The sheets of his bunk were still damp with the sweat and residue of Lieutenant Brandon. Or maybe Sergeant Minnelli before her. Or p...
This is a continuation of the previous story, "This Morning". Please have a look at that one first, thanks! I reached the bus stop still feeling rather self-concious. However, all the guys there started checking me out, some subtly glancing and some blantantly stripping me with their eyes. I then started to feel better and more confident. I thoroughly enjo...
A collection of 50-word stories, also known as mini-sagas. These stories I wrote as exercise in playing with words, condensing scenes to the bare minimum and letting your imagination fill in the blanks – the format inspired by Literotica favourite Oggbashan amongst others. They fall under multiple categories, mostly exhibitionism&voyeur but also fetish, cel...
Here the wife and I were trying to find our way home. It was a normal Saturday night for us, out singing karaoke (we have recordings if ya wanna hear how awesome we are!), but unlike other nights this time we drank more than our regular couple of beers. I think we polished off a whole bottle of Sambucca; I could still taste the liquorice's sweetness on my li...
Chelsea wasn't known by any of her friends for being particularly shy. To be honest, she wasn't sure of how she came to be so outgoing and forward, but she was and that was all that mattered. Her friends had always joked that she would do the most outrageous things and to be honest s thought that most of them were a bit tame. Like flashing her boobs out of t...
A sequel to "A Room With A View" Jim O'Rourke glanced up from the stack of papers he'd been feeding into the high-powered copier, just in time to catch sight of the smartly dressed young woman who'd just walked into Reproduction. That was one of the few perks of working here at Moore and Ryan, the twenty year old told himself, even if he was only doing so...
Trouble Maker Free the Dancing Llamas Chapter 7: You don't choose the nun-life, the nun-life chooses you ———— With more excitement than I've ever felt in my life, I get ready to out with Rachel to the Golden Age Cinema. I decide on a short black skirt and a white shirt. It's cute but also quite stylish (I'd like to think, anyway). I make my way down...
Chapter: Cunt-a-saurus Rex ———— Will is in the kitchen making me lunch and it's awkward as fuck. I don't know what to do or say. The last time I saw him was a few weeks ago at my Aunt's birthday party where we were sucking face and he had his hand on my tits. Now he's in my kitchen making me lunch and telling me to clean my room. It's Saturday, but Kate...
[This is a non-erotic tale. Seriously. Non-erotic. Stay away if you want sex here. These are not the words you're looking for. This is literally the darkest thing I have ever written, and it is totally unrelated to all of my other works. You have been warned.] * Gregor Samsa had awoken one morning to find that he had been transformed into a giant cockroach...
Lucy shuffled down the hall of Avengers tower staring at her feet as she went. It had been three days since the soulmate-reveal-fiasco, and she was not taking it well. The avengers had brought her back in the quinjet and set her up in the tower in New York. Jarvis had examined her and measured her for clothing before having a bunch of name brands that cost...