The only compensation writers at Literotica receive is votes and comments. Please vote and if you have any feedback, good or bad, either leave a comment or send me an email. I love receiving email from my readers. This story is the sequel to "Chad's Choice" While it can be read by itself, it might be better if you read "Chad's Choice" before reading this one...
As I watched her from across the busy dance floor of the bar she leaned against the wall lit dimly by a single wall accent lamp. Her features gently outlined by the light revealed she was a few years older than I, but she seemed to be looking for someone, as her eyes darted from person to person. I sat drinking a Coke from the other side of the bar on the u...
11/01/8 Friday Johnny called again today saying he was headed into town. I told him to call around. He did and bought some coke with him. We hit a line each and talked some shit. Johnny and I always talked shit. We drank some whisky and did more lines and then it was time for lunch. We walked around till we found a Sub-Way and ate sandwiches. Johnny had th...
Author's Note: Hi! Welcome and enjoy! As with all of my stories, feel free to add to this in any way you'd like! I was traveling on business, selling industrial chemicals and business was bad. So bad, in fact, that I was taking a serious look at having to sleep in my car if I wanted to keep eating. Somehow, I found myself to this little greasy spoon diner wa...
About a mile from my apartment is a porno theater. It plays hardcore porn films and is as seedy as it gets. Most of the people there are black and Latin men. I'm a petite white guy who has recently started to crossdress. Something about wearing slutty girls clothes makes me really horny. I'd drive past that theater and imagine walking in dressed like a tot...
Two of my sorority sisters and I decided to take a road trip to Mardi Gras in New Orleans our Junior year. Lee was the instigator, as usual, but we were all interested in attending the famous party. I, at least, had no 'wild' plans; I now suspect Lee did. We arrived in the Big Easy a few days before Mardi Gras with bright eyes, and no expectations, securin...
Oh my God! I am sick. And have a headache. And I need to pee. Badly. Worst hangover ever! I try to gather my wits, and get out of bed before I wet myself. As I stand up, the nausea gets worse, and so does the headache. I rush to the toilet, and pee. Then I stand for five minutes looking into the bowl, breathing heavily, not quite sure if I hope I will vomit...
DISCLAIMER This story is a work of fiction and the characters are either completely fictional or are fictional versions of their real selves. The events depicted are made up and any similarity to real life events is purely coincidental. This story is meant as a work of erotic fiction only and is not to be read by anyone under the age of 18. If you would lik...
After a few short but enjoyable months with Brian, the lease was up and it was time to move out. Janine decided to move in with a girl she met at the restaurant where she was a cocktail waitress (she was the scantily clad big titted shot girl). I had been living with Holly for a few months and was meeting a lot of new people. I was really busy with school...
Author's Note: My stories are about sex and drugs in the late 1970's and early 1980's; long before AIDS, which put a halt to our lifestyle. I certainly wouldn't condone doing anything like what we did in the past now. These days unprotected sex, drugs, or throwing vibrator batteries in with the trash is dangerous and should be discouraged. If this upsets yo...