I will be the first to admit that I am far from being the best writer on Literotica. Especially for someone without any formal training in writing (not that it is a requirement), I certainly recognize that I can improve my skills. However, I do enjoy the many positive comments I have earned – both public and private, and they far outweigh the negative commen...
The disease came for Scott Pender's father quickly. Before he could return home from a tour with Sacred Sacrament, a band that needed to hire him at the last minute because their guitarist disappeared into rehab, the neighborhood friends his father accumulated took care of him. He was grateful, the time and money they put in to make sure that his father had...
DISCLAIMER THE FOLLOWING STORY IS A FANTASY WITH NO RELATIONSHIP TO ANY EVENT, PERSON, AND PLACE OR TIME. ANY SIMILARITY IS BY ACCIDENT AND TOTALLY UNINTENTIONAL. IF YOU ARE NOT 18 (21 IN SOME JURISDICTIONS) AND DO NOT ENJOY SEXUALLY EXPLICIT STORIES, PLEASE LEAVE NOW. She was seated in front of me at the table, absolutely naked and trying to take a huge...
The 7-11 across the street provided a quiet breather while she ran everything that had happened in the last few days through her mind. Well, it provided a soda pop and a pack of Camels, anyway, which she stuffed in her purse unopened, along with a sheet of paper with the address and directions to the place. The phone book had provided the address; the store...
I live in an apartment building, and it has an elevator, and although I sort of don't like closed spaces, I usually use the elevator because it is convenient and because I want to get over this sort of phobia I have about small spaces. I live on the sixth floor, so using the stairs is totally practical, and a good way to stay in shape. So today I get on the...
Chapter 4 RETRIBUTION It was a relatively long walk to the shopping mall, but he'd learned from experience that when he was just 'window-shopping', as he liked to think of it, not having the car could have its advantages. Sometimes to complete his 'research' he'd needed to take bus trips, which left him closer to home from another direction and when that h...
The bell rang and I approached my next class with hesitation. I could feel my bladder pressing against my tight skirt. I wish my mentor had let me use the restroom this morning, but he enrolled me here for a reason. I walked into the class room stiffly being careful with my steps. I sat down and tried to find a comfortable position, but it's hard when your s...
I knew things weren't going to be easy. I had been trying to date Faye Carlton for three years. She consistently turned me down until the night of my eighteenth birthday party. She showed up way late for the party and caught me in the backyard with Susan Merriman. We were only kissing, but from the way that Faye acted you would have thought she nailed us nak...
"It doesn't seem like you, dear." Mrs. Von Bierbauer smiled at Orelle, who stared shamefacedly at the floor. "I-I'm so sorry, Mrs. Von Bierbauer, that you found that on your computer. My Ipad is out of whack right now. I don't think it will cause a virus or anything. Mrs. Von Bierbauer cocked her head and looked at Orelle closely. All that gorgeous thick h...
Lying next to me after a night of passionate lovemaking, my wife Ayanna Abdikarim-Chandelier sighs in her sleep. The sight of her never ceases to thrill me. We first met while working as security guards at this museum in downtown Ottawa, Ontario. The tall, curvy Somali gal with the shy smile and lively eyes has haunted me from the get-go. You see, where I co...