I was sitting in the passenger seat of my friend's truck. We were heading home from work. We pass through a few small bergs. We live up in the mountains. Passing through one of these, my friend quietly mentioned that my car was parked up the driveway of a house there. Hearing him say it, I knew that he knew. It was in the tone of his voice. And as he said...
As always, thanks again for the kind words and thoughts. I never expected this story to go as long as it has (I've now, officially, written a "novel"... lol) but I'm loving every moment of it. Hopefully you like this one just as much as the last 15. Maybe I've got another 15 in me ;) --- The ride back to town was quite enjoyable. Watching me claim her mo...
It was another hectic day in Concord, Massachusetts. Diana was overwhelmed today. Like every woman, she couldn't fathom the fact that she had fallen into the horrid cliché of the stereotypical housewife. Jim wasn't like the other husbands though. He was warm, caring, and sympathetic. It was also at that moment that she saw him staring at her with those ocean...
Jefferson was in a quandary. He lived in a very corrupt city with a very corrupt court system and he desperately wanted to get back to law school so he could have his law license, have his degree, and make an ass out of all those who had mistreated him, doubted him, conspired against him to deny him his rights, conspired against him to take away his future....
Ladies and gentlemen, the discoveries we make about our significant others quite often change the way we feel about them. Sometimes, that can actually be a good thing. Yesterday I discovered something in my boyfriend Solomon Al-Rashid's apartment which forever changed my opinion of him. I've always thought of men from the African and Arab worlds as macho, do...
I received so many comments noting things I'd missed in Chapter One of Welcome to the Literotica Universe that a second chapter was all but written for me. For those who made suggestions I have not included, please forgive. It is due to either (a) my inability to add anything to what you said or (b) a lack of familiarity with the subject of your comment. For...
It's mainly when I sit at Uni. The stress of studying means that I want to do anything but study, and then my mind turns to sex. The type of lust I feel can only be cured by sex. Masturbation alone is never fulfilling, so that means that I am always unsatisfied. The feelings that I feel writing stories like this, semi-autobiographical, except for details t...
The worst part about waking up after having been knocked unconscious is the realization that you don't know where you are. Well... maybe the splitting headache. Or the harsh ringing in the ears. But the not knowing where you are is at least one of the three worst things about getting knocked unconscious. Tommy currently didn't know where he was. He knew h...
I'm a cad; a philanderer even. I'm probably overall just a dick. Yeah, I said it. I'm a dick. I've been this way ever since I discovered girls. At first I decided that girls who put out for anyone were to be avoided. So I started out with good girls; girls who waited to see whether they liked someone enough to have sex. At least it was the seventies and I...
"I hate these things," Eunice said, holding up a rubber object. It looked like a transparent latex tube with a hoop at each end. "It's easy," her friend, Erica said. "You slide the bottom hoop in like this." She demonstrated by inserting the smaller hoop between the folds of her vagina and pushing it up until the outer ring lay flat against her labia. "Se...