Tom walked up to the hotel room door and pressed the magnetic key up against the lock pad. He was glad the hotel that hosted his favorite convention had upgraded and cleaned things up. Made for a little confusion between the convention staff and the hotel's new event coordinator, but things seemed to have been all smoothed out. He was beat from all the work...
Chapter Two: 1101 Dellmar ------- "1101 Dellmar," Alice repeated the street name as she walked along the sidewalk, glancing down at her cell phone where she had taken her naughty picture. It wasn't too far from the convention hall, it turned out, which was nice since she had been able to get in at least enough time to merit her two-day pass. It had been a...
"What do I say to him, though?" Emily groaned in frustration, struggling to keep up with Rebecca's longer stride. The pair were now journeying on foot across the walkways and pedestrian thoroughfares of the city—they would be at AnimeCon soon, and even after two hours of discussing it, Emily still had no clue what she was going to do. "I think you should ju...
Author's Notes: 'Mything You' is my story for Literotica's 2019 Geek Pride event. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** Mything You ******** Chapter 1 "Christie! Your EpiPen! Where is it?!?" Sam asked his girlfriend desperately as he frantically dug through her enormous shoulder bag. He had n...
Hey Alyssa, So I'm sitting here in my hotel room still trying to figure out what the hell just happened. I need to tell someone and, well fuck it, you've always been my judgement-free confessor. I actually tried calling your number but I guess you're sleeping (it's probably middle of the night there anyway, so oops, sorry), hence the email. Okay, let me b...
[CLICK HERE to go to the vignette story I am currently updating.] “Oh come on.” You mutter as you cancel out the call you were dialing at the sound of the doorman's buzzer in your apartment. Shoving your cell into your coat pocket you hold down the answer button on your digital intercom and answer, “Yes?” “Dr. Anderson, a Ms. Kyle to see you, she says you h...
My wife and I were high school sweethearts. Kimberly was a brilliant, lovely girl. With big breasts and long curly red hair. Academic and popular. I was nerdy, and smart. A bit to feminine to be handsome. I was shy and weak. Neither of us had been with other partners and our sex life was pretty vanilla going into our mid twenties. Mostly missionary style...
Half the drawers on the dresser hung open and empty, the bed was stripped bare of its sheets, and the mattress sat askew atop the box-spring frame. The shelves beside the desk had been rummaged through, and what remained was cluttered in small piles here and there. In this disheveled, half-furnished room, a young man slumped in his computer chair with a vaca...
I woke up to my requested morning wake up call from the hotel. There was a huge smile that crossed my lips because I had one hell of time yesterday and before falling asleep, had one hell of time with me, myself, and The Man in my head. The convention was opening its doors earlier that Saturday. I had to wake up bright and early to get myself together. I k...
The night had gone perfectly except for the small fact that I was going home after dropping off my girlfriend at her place. I'd agreed to cosplay with her for the local convention in part to further our connection and enjoy a little play together. When she'd suggested dressing up since her best friend couldn't come and it was a passion for her, I figured wha...