Early the next evening, Elena stopped by the warehouse she and the guys had purchased and were using as their base of operations. She waved at Jake, who was seated at his usual spot in front of his computer, and then headed towards the workshop area in the back. She nodded to Max, who smiled and nodded back as he worked on some new item. "So Elena, how'd th...
Author's Acknowledgment: A big thank-you to Literotica user Jack_Meehoff for input that inspired this story. ____ The shithole tavern where I work is really busy tonight. There's a haze of smoke that fogs the dim, dingy bar. I see you sitting over there at that table in the corner of my section like you do every Friday night. You're eyeing me like I'm the...
Chapter One - Half n' Half Michelle Clooney stood on the windy cold street corner; it was gloomy, with most of the streetlights either deliberately broken to mask the street crime or simply blown and not replaced by a City Council that was going broke. The flickering neon signs of the titty-bars, greasy spoons, porno palaces, and sex shops reflecting off th...
Are you horny? Are you wet? You’re so lucky. I never knew the value of a wet pussy till I started doing porn. It’s days like today, when I was lying on G’s bed, camera rolling and completely dry, that make me feel sorry for myself and for porn consumers everywhere. We wrapped, no orgasm, and I got back on the T to go home. My smeared slut make-up was magni...
(Author's note: This story is an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. This FAWC was based around the theme of music, with four songs given to choose from. The song that inspired this story was...
Another dark piece, which ends in a surprise. Feedback is greatly desired. Even if you just want to tell me I suck. --------------------------- Wandering listlessly through the club, the blonde 'bette tries to wrap herself in the solace of anonymity, while enjoying the stares of the lust-filled men. The only clear spot in the cool room is near an even cold...
I lay on the ground on my side in the alley listening to the grunts and moans. My skirt was too low and was restricting movement so I lifted it up a bit, then reached back down to my panties and continued rubbing my cock through the lace. My head bobbed up and down, my wig bounced its bangles against my forehead as my lips clenched the cock in front of me. T...
I left the bar hand in hand with my latest victim, leading him at a brisk pace. I was impatient, and he said his apartment was seven or eight block away, so I nearly ran as I dragged him along. I had slipped away from my friends at the bar; they were used to such disappearances, but had yet to discover why I snuck off so often. Of course... everyone reading...
He stood in the dark alley alone. Embracing the darkness, you barely saw him. He wore just black, matching his jet black hair. His eyes didn't match his dark attire at all. They were a bright dangerous blue. They sparkled with deadly interest as a female passed by the opening of the alley. He then heard giggling not too far off and knew there were two of the...
Chapter 5 It was almost three in the morning yet there was still traffic; insomniacs doing whatever they did at this late hour. It was a beautiful summer night, still warm. He walked three blocks before turning to go down a street less busy, less traveled and regretfully darker than the one he left. He questioned his prudence being unaware of what places to...