They must have named this site "Literotica" for a reason. If a piece of writing can be read literally, it is not literature. (Pure fiction. Never knew anyone who resembled these characters. All descriptions of events and scenes are derived from common knowledge with no intent to identify or specify.) ABSURDITY PERSONIFIED! How it happened... As I pour...
[Author's Note: A bit of a post-modern lark, this one; or maybe not? The feedback is entirely fictitious. In the real world, comments are still welcome and appreciated.] Alexa drained the last dregs of her morning coffee, almost grateful now to be alive, if not perhaps to be awake, and sat down to check her email. She was greeted with the usual barrage of...
Zeb was almost feeling better after two hours of intense exercise. Aside from banishing his hangover, his exertions had enabled his humiliation and anger to abate. He had resolved to consummate his visit to the health club with a leisurely sauna and soak in the hot tub just to delay going home. Zeb was shampooing his hair when he saw the penis walk into the...
It was a weekday afternoon and Kenneth was working in the office when the door-bell rang. Jennifer, his wife, hurried out of the kitchen, brushing her fingers through her hair, to open the front door. It was a new job for Kenneth and a new home for both husband and wife in the dormitory town of New Chaldon. They were still making new friends and acquaintance...
From Boring House Wife... Isabella (Izzy) was young and beautiful when first we wed. I remember the courtship was always a sweet affair; with plenty of stolen kisses and tiny gifts exchanged. Izzy was meant to be my trophy wife. Though young, I was already starting up a small precision tooling shop and had started paying on my very first mortgage. I had bee...
The statue stood still, as statues have done since man first learned to carve his likeness into rock, eons ago. It watched the beautiful City of Ruston, Louisiana, from the rocky hill which was its domain. Had been its domain for centuries, really. From there it could see the City lights shining through the vanishing afternoon. The men and women walking, dri...
I wasn't anywhere close to having the house where I wanted it when I heard the crunch of tires on gravel in the driveway. Vince and my family had been gone for over three hours. They must have gone for a walk or maybe shopping after lunch. It was such a strange sight seeing the four of them walking from the car to the house. It felt surreal. I opened the do...
This story depicts a newlywed couple where the wife dominates and humiliates her husband. It contains themes that are inappropriate for most reasonable adults, bodily fluids and domestic discipline. Reprobates with questionable morals may be affected by this story as the author himself was found to have the presence of involuntary bodily emissions in his und...
A newcomer to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, by way of Cap-Haitien, northern Haiti, Steve Dubois came to Canada's Capital region to study civil engineering at the University of Ottawa. He worked as a security guard for the good folks of Iron Horse Security to make ends meet, but the life of an international student in Canada was kind of rough. The higher rates...
"It's your fault!" "How do you work that out?" "You invented the things. Didn't you think something like this might happen?" "Well no, obviously not." "And you tried transmitting the predetermined safe word?" "Yes, That was the first thing I tried after, well, after it became obvious." "That they were out of control?" "Well, they were always intended...