Hello wonderful Literotica readers. I've decided to re-post some of my stories and this is one that I'm pleased to share again. "Waiting for Purple" was a story that jumped into mind one day. Part of the inspiration was pondering how I could write a love story that was also filled with sex. This is what came out. This won the 2012 Annual Nude Day contest...
The Ghost of a '57 Chevy Janet Fremont You drive east from Lexington - not on the interstate, but on the old Kentucky state highways and smaller county roads - on past Stanton and Hazard and Pikeville, on past the tiny towns and the even smaller places that used to be tiny towns before the mines closed or the new roads bypassed them or maybe just the ones...
USS Surefoot, Deck 1 Fore -- Bridge: Hrelle swallowed, his stomach plummeting into some hidden vortex as he stared at the viewscreen. The basic attack pattern of the enemy was the same as what the probe data had suggested: a main Dominion ship with a swarm of smaller Scarabs trailing behind like schoolcubs, and Cardassian Galor vessels surrounding the main...
Just a quick note. This story was my first attempt at writing a story a year or so ago. I posted it on another site which some of you probably read. So yeah, I know what you're going to say. Yes, it is my story with a rewrite. The story was ok but was a mechanical disaster the first time. Punctuation, sentence structure, typos, etc... were really bad and it...
Author's notes: I realize chapter one was way too fast. Hopefully this one's a little better. You'll notice I had to change the M.C.'s name about halfway through this chapter. You'll also notice this chapter is mostly devoted to character development. If you can get through it, there is a short sex scene near the end. To my CG fans; yes I am working on c...
Cameron was miserable. Her whole body was getting tender in random places and she was having a hard time keeping the most random food down. Bananas. She was craving bananas. Fresh bananas, banana pudding, banana splits, banana milkshakes... she was on banana overload and it was so hard hiding it from her parents. She just waved it off as a phase, but one n...
Part I September 14,1977 Davi Bekke In June of 1975, I was in graduate school in California, partway through a three-year course of studies in environmental science. As I was preparing to assemble my field work into a paper and oral presentation that would earn my degree, my personal, non-academic, life became...... interesting and wonderful. I use the wo...
Constance wasted no time explaining what she expected of the three boys in her new CFNM-run household. To Herbert it seemed as if he was entering into a kind of twilight zone world, but without all the attendant horrors that were sometimes a part of that often malignant universe. As he watched his stepmother proceed through a laundry list of items she had c...
1. Janna. The time display on Janna's computer screen hit 10:30 a.m. Janna finished scanning the paper file in front of her and lay it down. It was time for a break. She pushed away from her cubicle desk, and swung the chair around to rise. As she did so she realized, too late, that she should have stood up before turning around. Dale, in the cubicle acros...
Sara frowned as she looked into her drink, slowly swirling it. Her sorority sisters dragged her along to this campus mixer, but a quick look around the room revealed that the only guys here were the usual losers trolling for sex at the local bar they frequented. She'd been counting the minutes til they were going to leave, so she'd taken a seat by the punch...