"Oh! Oh, God!" Ed roared as he supported his bulky weight with his forearms and furiously thrust into the petite woman beneath him. Beads of sweat covered his forehead and his face turned a crimson red. "Oh, God! I can't hold out much longer! I'm gonna bust!" His guttural bellow shook the dust off the knick-knacks on the bedside table. He held himself in pl...
This is a continuation of my story Jury Duty. I had intended it to be a one-off but I got some requests to continue it, so here comes chapter 3! This is a story very loosely based on actual events and real people. All names have been changed to protect the innocent. I spent my Saturday running errands and thinking about Nicole. My parents went out to din...
(Saturday night, Las Vegas strip) I've only been to Vegas twice - once last weekend and once right now. The first time, I didn't even want to go, only going to shut up my best friend Chaz, who's more than a little reckless. He set up a bachelor party under the guise of going to Cleveland to misdirect my fiancee Marilyn, who would have been a little bit nerv...
The following is my contribution to the seven-hundred-fifty-word challenge( 753 with the title.) It was originally the back story for a character in a novel that didn't get written. Sorry, no graphic sex. I want to take this opportunity to thank all those who wrote me during my recent illness, Randy, and the other members of the writing group for their suppo...
"Not this again," Abigail sighed. "What happened to being patient and waiting until the time is right?" "I have waited, and the time is right," Kennedy said flatly. "I still think we should wait," I said. "Do you know how long something like this takes?" "Yeah, I know exactly how long it takes," Kennedy said matter-of-factly. "I timed it." It seemed that...
Abstract: The brainwashing only works on four out of five women. The others have to stay at the Bimbo Asylum. * A new patient's screams from a padded cell next door woke Abigail. She sat-up in her white lacy bra and panties, turned her long legs out of the bed, and let her toes touch the cold floor. It was chilly and the Asylum didn't splurge on heat. She...
The following stories a several enf situations, realistic or not. A point system is in place, which allows you to do different things, assuming you meet the requirements. The scores on the right will change over time, based off of your decisions; these scores don't indicate if you picked right or wrong choices (because there are none), they just constrict th...
(Author's note: This story is an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. This FAWC was based around the theme of music, with four songs given to choose from. The song—and operetta storyline in ge...
Thank you for 10 thousand views! I can't thank you all enough Introduction Jake Peralta is a Brooklyn detective dedicated to locking up the bad guys. He's scheduled to go on a mission with Santiago tonight. The girl he likes. Well likes the wrong word. He loves her. (I suck at intros and this is my first story feel free to comment and help me out. I promise...
Here a quick rhyme about My Girl Tea, "My girl Tea has a phat booty! God its so sweet, can't wait to part those cheeks." Today my girlfriend Tea is coming by, I Can't Wait to See Her!!!! We're been together one year and a half. I almost forgot to introduce myself, my name is Ken Rogers. I'm was born in Brooklyn, New York, and I still live there. Brooklyn, i...