For Russell Keane, it would all come down to this moment. Today was the last scene to be filmed for his revisionist Western, "The Noble Hearts," a film that would either elevate his career or destroy it. For the past decade, the Melbourne native had made a name for himself directing high-grossing, if lowbrow, horror films, but after hit after hit, he grew t...
It all started normally enough, with an impulse buy. A branch of a store specializing in lingerie and "fun-wear" had opened in the local shopping mall. I noticed, popped in and came away with a sexy little French maid's outfit. Jacqui, my wife, was initially a little reluctant to try it out, claiming she would look stupid. Some reassurance and some wine late...
The rain washed streets held little remorse from the rancour of the pounding heavens, the boom of thunder echoing heavily away before being swallowed by the foothills of the mighty Kilendarth Mountains. The city of Trenasruine was the Farth Kingdom's second largest after the capital and commanded a critical conjunction of trading routes on the way to neighbo...
Last night of the show, final pack down, flowers and champagne on stage, everyone emotionally shattered. It was a great run and playing to a packed house each night was amazing. Tiring, but amazing. The girls had been fantastic and we couldn't have picked a better, more cohesive, enthusiastic and social group, especially considering our ages. Jeff was 42 an...
A Study of the Effects of School Girl Uniforms on Adult Males It had been an enigma over time, a complicated puzzle of forced femininity on creatures who by all rights are already feminine, a torture impressed upon helpless young people in order to eliminate individuality and promote mindless conformity. The mystery in question is the Catholic Girl School U...
This is the final chapter in the warehouse office tale. I have been asked to reveal more about the mysterious intruder, so here is my best shot. In truth, there is nothing I can really say about him. In my core archetype, he is never revealed. He always remains unknown, and that's where the unbearable sexual tension arises. You don't know who he is or how he...
INSTRUCTOR: Mr. K. DESCRIPTION: This course of instruction is open to females who identify themselves as primarily heterosexual and provides one-on-one student instruction to introduce her to the subject of female sexual submission to a dominant male. Class applicants will be accepted on a first-come, first-served basis, with a minimal amount of screening f...
This is Literotica, meaning that virtually all of the stories here will include at least one sex scene. However, there are probably quite a few people who wish to submit a tale or two to Literotica, but feel that writing a sex scene is a daunting task. To be honest, it is, even for those of us with a large number of submissions on Literotica. Sex is not a c...
It's the summer of 2002 and I am here in beautiful Bel-Air, California. I try not to pretend that I'm not rich, but then again, I'm not a pompous Asshole and try to stick it in your face. In all actuality, you will see that for you the people, I am more the opposite. In the period of time that it takes me, I will give you a vivid description of my sex life....
I'm retired now, but I spent most of my life working as a professor of English at a small New England college. There were six people in the English department, but the one I was closest to—literally—was Paul Baker, whose office was next to mind and with whom I shared an adjoining door. I had been at the college considerably longer than Baker—about 25 years—...