I have never had much luck in chat rooms. I mostly just lurk, hoping to see some sexy exchanges. The few times I've tried to be witty, I have gotten shot down by quit-witted snarks or dissed by the ladies, most of whom are probably men. I've tried sending private messages to ladies who had promising screen names like "SexyNymph" or "WildnWilling", but rarely...
Chapter 1: Getting To Know Her Many of the stories I have read on Literotica have been of the slam bam, thank you mam variety. While producing the desired results for awhile, they quickly become monotonous. I believe erotica and even pornography need to adhere to basic writing skills to be interesting, erotic and entertaining over the long haul. Consequentl...
The large house was in its usual quiet state as I turned the bathroom light out. I had just finished my shower when I heard the doorbell ring. I glanced at the clock. It was after 11 p.m. and although it was unusual to have a visitor after 10, I had many friends and it was not unheard of. On the way to the door, I took a robe that I had draped over the kit...
I stumble from my bed into the dimly lit bathroom. Crap, fifth time I wake up to piss tonight. I knew better than to drink so much water late in the evening last night. As I get into the bathroom I look at the damn blue lights on the digital clock we have on the back of the toilet. Crap, it's already 8 a.m. We gotta go. I take a quick piss and turn all the l...
A HARD Lesson Learned They say that college is a time of finding out who you are and where you stand in society. My sophomore year of college is when I found out what that truly meant. I'm normally a shy, reserved type of person and rarely do I ever have conflicts with people And if I do, I try my damnedest to solve them in a calm manner. Now with that bein...
Sisters – Part 1 A Tale from Skyra by T. J. Skywind Location: Sargossa, seaport on the Great Northern Ocean, easternmost member of Northumbrian Confederacy, east of Cedardale and the Starfall Mountains Date: June 1999 Note: Dayanna Sorena is a young girl. While her body is twelve, she is one-quarter elven and maturing at a slower rate than full humans....
(This story is apart of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history.) Chapter 3 The next morning, Thomas woke up a few hours later than usual. Since it was Friday, it would have normally been a school day, but on this particular Friday, school was out in the entire state. Today was Caspar day, a beloved state holiday where people come f...
This story is just about a relationship. There's no sex here. For those who do take the time to read it, I hope you enjoy. There is an Alternative version coming in a day or two. I hope you'll read it also. Comments are always welcome, and if you wish to vote, that too is appreciated. Terri from Tonopah I met her in the McDonalds at Tonopah. She was trying...
(This is dedicated to my husband who encouraged and "pushed" me to try writing.) * It's a lonely world when you grow up in a broken home. When your parents can't get along and you are pulled from one home to another during visitation, it's hard to understand what you're supposed to take to heart and learn. How in the world she grew up with a sound mind is...
Night falls quickly on the plains of the Serengeti. Once the sun goes down, the clear, dry air barely scatters the waning daylight, and the day shifts into night with alarming rapidity. The nocturnal animals of the African plains come out to feed, and any sensible human being retreats to the safe light of the fires. It's debatable whether you could call the...