Author Note: This story is an original work of fiction and the second part of an ongoing series. It is highly recommended the reader reads Chronicles #01 prior to Chronicles #02. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen, if not expressly stated, and certain characters may also be found in other works by the authors, published or forthcoming. Feed...
"Guys at a Bar," part 1 of the "It was supposed to be about incest" arc. Copyright CopperSkink (or Copper's Kink; whatever turns you on), January One, Two Thousand Ten. All players eighteen and older (even those who don't bring their cards to the party). Circa 2066 (subject to change depending on how well I organize my notes in the next several months), l...
*A story for/about a friend, hope I do your history justice* *This is my retelling of an online friend's experience. The names and places have been changed to protect the guilty, and one or two embellishments have been thrown in. It is sexual in places, not as much in others. Not sure if I mean this to get people off solely, as I do intend with most of my o...
Lights off, projector on, time to teach these kids some Calculus. Mr. G projected the first graph from last night's homework on the smart board. "Who would like to draw the derivative of that function on the board?" No one immediately raised their hand, that was normal. Mr. G walked around the room giving them time to build the courage and debating on who to...
FRIDAY AFTERNOON Marilyn was summoned to the Principal's office after school on Friday. She was surprised to see the Guidance Counselor in the office although she shouldn't have been. The two mature women removed all of Marilyn's clothes this time except for her knee high socks. The Marilyn was stroked and fondled until she thought that she would faint from...
I think back long ago about the summer after I graduated high school, fondly; actually, much more than fondly. I had just turned eighteen and was college bound to the school of my choice. I had a feeling of accomplishment as well as excitement of what lay ahead. It was also the summer I started on a magical journey. But I am getting way ahead of myself, I mu...
"Hang in there" he said as he walked away. I had to smile a bit when he said that. The story of my life in three little words. That's pretty much all I've done in life is hang in there. When I was dead and gone that is what it would say on my tombstone. Frank Dalton 1962 -20?? He hung in there When I started school I was a chubby kid and all the kids wou...
(All characters sexually active in this story are at or above the age of eighteen. All characters are purely fictional. Check out my profile!) I like to think of myself as a master of exploitation. Others will call me a bitch, a whore, or just plain evil. But my interference in the affairs of others is minimal; its victims further extend the problems I ca...
Summary: Teacher's Literotica past is uncovered out by shy, cute nerd. Note 1: This is a 2016 Christmas Contest Story so please vote. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, Dave, and Wayne for editing this story. I love Christmas... I always have. I love the decorations and lights. I love Christmas songs (my iPod has over 400 Christmas songs that pl...
"Can we stay home from school another day?" Sable McKellen the youngest of the two twin sisters by three minutes, appealed to their Mother Josie who was fixing breakfast before heading upstairs to shower. Josie paused in flipping pancakes wanting to say yes, but knew it would be a bad idea letting her girls remain home so soon after seeing what they did ye...