It's a hot summer day. Your name is John. A new mall has recently opened in your area. It's a short drive from your house. You've decided to check it out and see what it has to offer. The drive over there is sweltering as the sun beats down on you. You are wearing a pair of shorts and a T shirt, and you still feel hot. You'll be glad to get inside where, hop...
Someone had finally bought the house next to mine. It had been on the market for a flippin' YEAR. I guess the old owners wanted too high a price at first, not understanding that the real estate market was at an ebb. They must have dropped it to something reasonable. I looked over. The new people moving in were a tall middle-aged (or so it appeared) woman a...
If Wilhelm Braun was ever asked to define the word patriarch, he would have said Grossvater. His grandfather epitomized the word, he was the male head of the family all decisions were his and as his grandmother's frequent bruises confirmed obedience alone was not enough, speed was also of the essence. Otto Braun not only invented the word patriarch but to h...
Would you like to be "Daddy" in "The Daddy room?" It's a real fantasy of mine. It has helped me come for years along with some other fantasies of mine. Some would say it's some pretty sick stuff. I used to think so but not anymore. Now I find my fantasies getting darker... * That day had been a long one. I had started out in the mask room. Where you have a...
Mistress Diana kept her captives separated from any contact for the next several weeks. Both of the women were being conditioned mentally to believe their cooperation would guarantee the safety and well being of their husbands. Weeks of discipline were paying off for Mistress Diana and today would be the first day the wives would get to interact with her b...
I dedicate this story to Amanda, a fan of Jack Nicholson and a fan of Bostonfictionwriter. She asked me to write a story about Jack Nicholson with her in the starring role. I agreed to write the story because I've always been a fan of Jack Nicholson's, too. Normally, as you can discern from my name, Bostonfictionwriter, I only write fiction, generally ficti...
A first time attempt at explaining an experience. Any comments would be greatly appreciated, voting helps to determine the impact of the story so after reading please be kind enough to comment and vote. Thanks to all whom take the time to read and thanks to Literotica for giving all a chance to post their writings. * This is an attempt to set the tone or t...
Suddenly, an orange blaze flared in your eye. It came from the window; sitting in the convective haze of your poorly air-conditioned apartment, you hadn’t noticed the sun sinking into the lower reaches of the sky. You get up to adjust the curtain, your first real movement in several hours. You had to wait for a delivery to come in on the app. This town could...
***AUTHOR'S NOTE: My lovely white husband used to be a cook at a nationally-known franchise here in Florida and he came home early from work one day, telling me that he had quit. When I asked why, he told me that an elderly woman had come in and asked if there were any 'niggers' in the kitchen and that she wouldn't eat if anyone Black cooked the food. The ma...
I drove out to my storage unit today thinking that it would be a typical trip to stow some more of my life away for safekeeping. It certainly didn't turn out that way. A little background first: I used to live out on the South Fork but after my divorce, and after the real estate boom, I could no longer afford to live there. As an example, when I bought my w...