Sci-fi... science fiction. The very word conjures to mind spaceships, intergalactic civilization, laserbeams and robots. Or, maybe it just conjues up images of slightly overweight nerds in glasses who are obsessed with TV shows and live in their parents basement. Which is unfortunate, even if there is some grain of truth in it. I'll admit it. I'm a little n...
It was a fine day early in summer and I'd gone sunbathing, wanting to have some tan. I guess I could have got just as tanned swimming or surfing but I just wasn't feeling that energetic. To be truthful I was feeling downright lazy. You're allowed to be sometimes. So I'd wandered down to the beach, found a secluded spot, and stripped off. Some people frown u...
I think the last time I saw TJ was the summer after High School graduation. I don't know why I remember things like this but I had asked him to a movie. I remember the only reason he could go with me was because his girlfriend, a new girl to the school had gone on vacation with her family. TJ wasn't a wallflower, he had other girlfriends in high school but t...
Thanks to all who leave meaningful feedback. I enjoy emailing with you. Bum Phillips, former NFL head coach, on why he always took his wife to away games 'Because she's too ugly to kiss goodbye.' + + + + My name is Sallie. All through high school, and college, I had to endure the 'as long as I have a paper bag' insults. Your choices of boys, and then men,...
This is my second submission to literotica. Before the story I would like to begin by thanking all of those who sent me encouraging words through feedbacks and comments to my first submission. It has given me even more enthusiasm in writing for erotic pleasure, both yours and mine. The following story is also based on a fantasy of mine and I would like to s...
The local dish was that he ran a Home for Wayward Youth- sending them wayward, that is. I was sandwiched in age between his two sons, who echoed to varying degrees his devil may care good looks, but neither could channel James Dean quite so well as Daniel. As an exchange student, it was his older son that I met first. He'd seen my confusion in the taxi queu...
"Oh, Mark, please let me open this one," Cadence begged as she skipped about with spunky energy. "Please, please, please. You've gotten to open them all so far, and I haven't gotten a single one." "That's because I'm the leader, you dumb bitch," Mark growled as he struggled to drag a sack full of looted treasure that was easily five times his weight. "I get...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. The characters portrayed in this story are not real people. Any similarity between characters and organizations and real people is purely coincidental. I welcome criticism. The LW group is a tough crowd. That's okay. But in the past, some have criticized my stories, citing the excessive length and level of detail pr...
My name is Charlotte. I like to be called Charlie. I have Coppery Red hair. I have Sea Green eyes. My skin is pale as marble. I'm 21 years of age. I'm 4'6" short and nobody lets me forget it. I'm in the sun a lot because I'm a construction site supervisor, so I'm just your stereotypical freckly Catholic Irish Girl. But I refuse to be called a foreman. My l...
This is more whimsical and humorous than it is erotic. But then humor is always erotic. "He makes me laugh," is one of the most often given reasons for a woman to love an otherwise unattractive, unlovable man. The story does contain descriptions / reference to normal sex, oral, anal, and masturbation. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All o...