It was night; I remember the rain as it beat against the windshield of my car. Too fast for the wipers to keep up with. I remember too, the dark shadow off one side of the road; only it wasn't really a shadow, but another truck that had overturned, too late to do anything. And I remember sirens, lots and lots of sirens in the distance, then closer, much, muc...
The sun was bright and I had a hard time making it to the video store. The sunlight was not as dazzling inside, and it felt cooler to my eyes. I moved up and down the aisles. Comedy. Children's. Headed the wrong way, I thought, so I turned around and wandered back the other way. Ah, here it is. Romance. I sat down on the floor next to my video. There were...
It had taken me almost six months to recover, and during most of that I was in a medical induced coma. After getting me to a hospital, doctors and my father had decided that keeping in a coma would be best. My face had been cracked, and I had suffered a severe concussion, my leg had been snapped cleanly, but what had been the cause for the coma had been my b...
She is shriveled, misshapen, and ugly. Her creaky voice begs, "Please, Leo, make me voluptuous and beautiful, especially voluptuous." "Certainly, my dear," I say. I raise my penis and splatter her upper body with semen. Gigantic, lush breasts spring forth on her, shredding the pathetic gray rags that covered her frame. "More please!" she cackles. My pr...
"A coma..." I repeated, hollowly. I couldn't be in a coma. I needed to get to Minnesota and crush the dreams of United FC and their stupid sky blue jerseys. I needed to tickle the backs of Golden Valley's knees until she begged me to stop... or even better, until she used her black belt in Taekwondo to make me stop. Looking down at my body in the hospital be...
A lot of people define themselves by their job, which is why, when they get fired or a certain job no longer exists, some people self-destruct. Me? I define who I am. Everything else, from institutions to people and places, are temporary. The name is Xavier Champlain, X.C. to my friends, and I'm a young black man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Got a...
This was a story that I got inspiration for as of recent. Let me know how you all like it. This is first real story that I am attempting outside of the "Science Fiction" world that we have going on here at Literotica. I hope that everyone likes it. Comment please! My apologies ahead of time for my writing style… the story is going to start off slow at first...
Part One -- The Woman In The Mirror Dark; then light; my eyelids flutter. "Can he hear us?" a woman's voice. Dark; then light. "He's still comatose; but he's improving," an authoritative male voice. Light; now dark, the dream returns. I'm inside the mirror but I can't be seen. I try to reach through the glass but I can't. I try to speak but I am mute....
Pamela had been driving for hours, the mountain roads were twisting and deserted this time of night or really early morning. The sky was dark, no moon tonight but every once in a while she would get a glimpse of the stars through the windshield. This area of the North Carolina Mountains was almost completely deserted, not even any side roads marked by lonely...
Chapter 39 – Tracy in a plane crash The TV announcer was talking at a rapid rate. Several of the others in the room stopped what they were doing to look at the screen because of the panic in the announcer's voice. " ... the plane had just taken off from St. Louis' Lambert Field. According to local sources, a microburst from a nearby thunderstorm may have...