This is my first ever work of fiction and I have no idea what I am doing. Enjoy my thoughts and I'm sure criticism will be numerous and abound. I hope you enjoy what I'm trying to accomplish. Intro: It's finally happened. She is addicted to being naked and there is no turning back. She doesn't want to wear clothes anymore and the very thought makes her dis...
I needed help! I was over the edge and no matter what I did I couldn't stop. I had to have it. It consumed my thoughts every waking hour and it haunted me in my dreams. The desire for it overrode all other concern; it interfered with my job, and with my relationships with others - if they couldn't help me get more of what I needed I had no time for them. Alc...
As I awoke, the morning sensations assaulted my body in the usual fashion. My throat was rough and sore; the taste of whisky still on my coated tongue. The muscles in my arms and legs ached through sleeping on bare floor boards and the headache that was currently coursing through what was left of my brain felt like an approaching freight train. But the overr...
Linda Jamison stood in front of the man and fought back tears, determined not to cry. The news that she had just received from this man shook her to the core. She would never have believed it, not about Michael. He just didn't seem to be that type of person. Then again, what did "that" type of person look like? She knew judges, policemen, doctors, lawyers,...
Sarah spent the last night at home attacking her husband. She wanted to leave him well received as she was going to be away for weeks at a time. He would only be able to see her during the holiday. Eating breakfast she got serious and wanted to ensure that he was okay with this plan of hers to turn herself into a super slut. The look in his eyes gave her to...
Though the characters in this story are real, the events are a work of fiction based on past events that are real. Enjoy! Lori and I had been together for three years, engaged for two of those. Then she left me and married another man 8 years her junior. I knew their marriage wouldn't last. First the age difference would be an issue. True love though, would...
Note: The following is a silly little story I wrote in answer to a Story Ideas posting on the Literotica Bulletin Board. It's certainly not autobiographical like most of my work. I was just high and feeling whimsical so I wrote it at the request of member BlueFlame6178. I hope he enjoys it. ##### The chat rooms had become somewhat stale for him, and he had...
(Note from Darlantan: This is sort of a pilot for a sequel to Fire and Ice, so let me know if I should keep going on it. As for all the amazing feedback, thanks, guys, and please, the more the merrier, so I know you like what I'm doing! :-) Happy reading, and I hope it's as popular as the first.) Fire and Ice 2: Equivalency The table held twelve, but only...
I absolutely depend on bras to get sexual arousal, indulge my fantasies and reach orgasm. Somehow, my fascination with this female undergarment triggers a wild desire of submitting to the women who wear it, not implying their approval, tolerance or even awareness. This transgression -- (ab)using a bra when you're not supposed to -- boosts the native sensua...
Author's Note: I tend to write a lot of 'engineered' futuristic scenarios. Hopefully, I'll get out of this phase soon. Not too soon, though. This story contains hermaphrodites (futanari, dickgirl, whatever definition works for you). * * * Everyone has an addiction, whether they like to admit it or not. For example, in 1937, the (so-called) Great Scientist...