After reading some works by anti-porn protestors, I thought they should have some erotica tailored specifically for them. This story has therefore been written to reflect what we all know is really going on when a man and a woman negotiate the boundaries of patriarchal discourse (i.e. have sex). Chuck had had a hard day maintaining the institutionalised opp...
*Warnings: amateur writer, watched Star Wars movies like one time each, will be a lot of changes and edits if people point anything out. *Writers message- So I’m the one who created this story but I made it hoping others would also add to it. This is my first story and any thing else I’ve written were only assignments from school so I apologize for grammar a...
Dear Sean, I'm sorry I haven't written you much. There just isn't anything else to tell you. Jail life doesn't actually change much from day to day. you wake up, you eat, you sit around + play cards you sleep. Right now they have me as what's called a Unit Worker. Unit Workers are kinda like work monkeys, when everybody else gets put back into their individ...
"Good afternoon everyone. Welcome to the Afternoon Meeting." "Good afternoon Miss Sarah." "I hope everyone enjoyed the buffet lunch and had plenty to drink too. In view of what happened at breakfast time we made sure we provided enough water and soft drinks for fifty people. What's more it was all gone when the caterers came to clear up. You are a thirsty...
Jana fled her cottage home in tears which mixed with the torrential rain outside. Her gasps and sobs were muffled by lightning and thunder which tore open the sky and drenched her in sheets of water. She fled for the docks where the sea heaved and tossed up sprays of white foam. Inside, she left the last argument in a series of arguments which had begun when...
We've always been the stuff of myth and legend to you, and with good reason. None of us ever cared for your world, dear surface dwellers. After all, you were unhappily stuck with the twenty nine percent of the planet Earth which we cared nothing about. The dry, nearly lifeless land, a tiny and insignificant pebble compared to the endless bounty of the life-g...
Note: With 2 weeks left to submit stories to Literotica's 2004 Winter Holiday Story Contest, there is still plenty of time to create your own precious masterpiece. As for myself, I've never won a holiday contest; some of my other stories have done very well, others have been perceived as quite mediocre. I figure I've made every mistake twice, so am trying to...
In the June when Melanie Johnson was twenty, she moved from the little mining town in western Pennsylvania where she was born to Washington, D.C. The jobs up her way were few and poor, and she hoped that she would be better off there. She was wrong, at least in the short run. The work wasn't all that steady then, with a lot of federal cutbacks throwing eve...
Almandar pushed open the door to the shop, taking a step down into the cool interior. The windows were small and high up, letting light into the room but not too much heat. It would not do for the stock to spoil, after all. Remkar was an alchemist, a man who made his living selling magical potions to those who could afford them. Naturally enough, the advent...
"Bob! Can you come in? I think we've got a bad one here." The intercom burped as it fell silent. My immediate boss had asked me to see him. However, a request from him was an order. I locked up a couple of confidential documents and left for his office. His secretary waved me through and I entered his inner sanctum. " Come in, Bob. Come in. Sit down and loo...