Years ago I was working as a consultant for the State Department of Mental Health in Tennessee. Being a consultant meant I traveled the western part of the state helping rural communities set-up vocational training programs for the disabled. Being a traveling consultant also meant I worked out of an office group that was comprised mostly of social workers tr...
I had just noticed my fiftieth birthday had passed a week ago. I was a loner and no one knew it was my birthday; hell I didn't either, so I was neither surprised nor disappointed that no one had wished me a happy birthday but wondered if anyone in the office had that same experience. I was not about to ask of course, I just wondered. Over the next few wee...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Martin stared out the car window as he was driven to meet Darren once again. He was in the back seat of a different car than the first trip and it was no limo by any means. Martin's thoughts were swirling around things he was beginning to notice. He was being allowed out w...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33+ chapters, and many sexless ones, which is why i...
"Whoa, Kim! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you so upset. Please forgive me. Since you have, or rather recently had, a serious relationship with your boyfriend, I know you couldn't be a lesbian. That's why I said you answered my question. Therefore, I assumed you must be bisexual." I think the alcohol was helping me to be more than a little pissed at her i...
Katie zipped up her ridiculous plaid dress and looked at herself in the mirror. Every hair in place on the outside, just like every other year. Wound up tighter than a corkscrew on the inside, just like every other year. Two years into college and there was still no escape when she came home for the holidays. Next year, she vowed, she would find some excuse...
"I'm not coming out," Lisa called from within the bathroom. Mary rapped on the door again. "Come on," she cooed, "you can come out, babe. I wanna look at my wife." "No, you don't. I look ridiculous. I look like a clown, I look like an awful clock. I'm not coming out." "Baby, you're beautiful, I promise. Come on out and let me look at you." There was a lo...
First, let me thank "HeyAll" who functioned as my "volunteer editor" on this story. His assistance was invaluable to the process and to the content itself. I thank you, sir! BACKGROUND: Approximately two weeks ago I placed a notice in the Literotica Personals. My "Profile" read as follows: "Introduction I am a 65-year-old man and have been straight my en...
While I was working on a darker story for a different category at Lit, I hit a wall. Being stumped, yet still wanting to write, I switched gears and decided to write this. It's a flash story and late for the intended holiday, or it's early for the next year. ***** I like the holidays and I hate the holidays. Holidays in my world mean being around extende...
Jamaican men and Jamaican women are super opposed to bisexuality, gayness, lesbianism, and anything that's not rigidly straight. If you're gay, bisexual or lesbian, the island of Jamaica is definitely not the place for you. Whoever believes this pile of crock has obviously never met Sandrine Johnson, the Jamaican-born Canadian dominatrix who is making waves...