Warning: The following story is fiction, and the acts depicted in the story should remain fiction. It is intended for the entertainment of mature adults only. Be advised explicit sex is contained within and should not be read by minors. Chapter 10: A Really Big One For Debbie D+5 I can't believe it! I am really going to get another one! Two nights in a ro...
Mona continued with her sordid tale, and John and Amy listened intently. Zolton told me "I will give it to you, but only if you behave. Do you understand?" I understood alright, and quickly nodded. "I'm going to untie your hands for just a moment," he told me and did, but promptly pulled me up to a sitting position and then tied my wrists together in fro...
All characters are 18 or older. ***** Hannah was not an ugly girl, Brad thought. Otherwise he would have never gone to her apartment in the first place. They met in math class and hit it off, nothing more than a kiss yet, but Brad was optimistic. He had grown up in a strict household and after just moving away from his family for school he was ready to let...
Welcome to my humble abode of nature for this special Earth Day episode of Literotica Sexual Theater 3000! As you can see, I've gotten into the spirit by bringing in lots of plants and flowers and... Hey — wait a minute here! These are plastic! What do you mean real plants are too much trouble? This is an outrage! Get these things out of here. Now! *...
This was written by myself on another site under the pen name of "Col.Jack Harrison". My debt to society, the sons of bitches called it. Did I borrow the pot or somehow damage my neighbors by using it? What a load of horseshit! I got my ass busted by DEA thugs, arrested, charged, tried, convicted, and sentenced to LIFE in a federal prison for "trafficking...
For those of you who haven't read it, this little tale is a "redux" of the ending of "The Black Velcro Choker" by Murphy621. And in this "redux", well let's just say the outcome is a bit different...) I changed the ending more than a wee bit in keeping with my sense of justice. )) We pick up where Mary is telling us about the divorce attorney her lover recom...
The limits of power. What an odd thing for someone like myself to ponder. My name is Anthony Saint-Pierre and I'm a six-foot-one, lean and athletic Black male in his mid-twenties living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. A proud member of the Haitian-American community. Currently, I'm a patrol officer with the Massachusetts State Police. It's my second ye...
A food documentary in the style of the Loving Wives forum. This story is satire. No endangered species were consumed in its production. It has no redeeming social value whatsoever apart from sending up the unconventional lifestyles of Loving Wives. If that is not your cup of tea then please read something else: Shakespeare, the news or even The Naked Chef (...
A comedy club after the show is where you see it. The few, the desperate, the up and comers looking to cash in on their fame. Since they're pretty anonymous to anyone who didn't see the show, Comedians usually look to see who's available. I had been to this club before. I was a regular...sorry semi regular. Sat by the jukebox with no one except a pitcher m...
Astronomy 1 - Eclipsus As Patrick turned off the main road towards the idyllically picturesque village that was now home he believed himself to the luckiest man alive. He had plenty of reason. After a few years of moderate struggle he was now forging a reputation as one of the finest guitar builders in Europe. What had once been a hobbyist's obsession was n...