NOTE: The following essay was sent to the author via OuijaMail, a new mobile app that promises to be the next Instagram. Its proprietary technology allows correspondence between contemporary authors and historical figures. The sender of this essay claims to be Samson, a legendary barbarian warrior from the Middle Ages. According to an unpublished essay by Jo...
(A short story based on Bob and Bigfoot.) "I want to be a little girl." Bob's wife stared at him in shock. He was a lithe, strong man. He was a couple of inches taller than her, and he made sure he worked out enough to keep his figure trim. His features were even, though a bit delicate, and his face was a strong and pleasant oval. On top of that, he had t...
The National Association of Women University Deans Part I Sharon came to a stop at the intersection leading from her house. Across the intersection was the car of Dr. Ortiz, heading in the direction opposite Sharon. Sharon turned and nodded, only to be greeted with Marta's knowing smirk. Sharon with a Black man, Marta noted. Going to be away for two days. A...
The life of a bisexual man is seldom easy or simple, but mine is more complicated than most. The name is Suleiman Mehdi. I was born in the City of Casablanca, Morocco, to a Moroccan father and Somali mother. Growing up a biracial man in one of the Muslim world's most beautiful and famous cities wasn't easy. Even though Moroccan society is fairly tolerant and...
She couldn't believe she was here. As Jan's car sped down the highway, she was lost in the world of her own thoughts. Why did she agree to meet a total stranger? How did she let Sandy talk her into this? Did she really intend to have sex with this man she never met? But a quick look at her clothes revealed the intentions she had in her heart. The leather bod...
This is an entry in the Literotica Winter Holiday Contest. It is strictly a stroke story about Santa Claus being entertained during his world-wide journey one Christmas Eve. I hope you enjoy it and vote accordingly because it was fun writing it. * Santa Claus drew to a stop on the roof of the house and smiled in anticipation of whom he would be visiting t...
Paul thoroughly enjoyed his extramarital affair with Stacy, but the guilt had begun to affect him. He also feared being caught. The last thing that he wanted was a divorce, since it would mean eternal damnation according to his belief system. Nevertheless, he couldn't bring himself to end his relationship with the single mom. Not only was she absolutely de...
Lana was looking at me funny, in one of our project meetings; it was obvious that she didn't like my suggestions for the interface she was developing, and interrupted me by simply saying. "Dan, I think there's some breadcrumbs on your beard." I knew what she was getting at. I made the gesture to remove something from my beard, and then lowered my voice. "...
Dr. Gregory Louse stood in front of his white board, and gestured with his cane. "We have a new and inexplicable patient-of-the-week, people. What are the symptoms?" he demanded of his assembled team of diagnosticians. "Overactive libido and uncontrollable sexual urges," said Dr. Foreskin, a huge, muscular black man with an enormous bulge in the crotch of h...
Brian and Brenda were known as the 'Killer Bs'. All their friends knew they were wild and uninhibited. Sex was never a taboo subject and once they got started talking, they would tell whoever was listening any and every detail. They had enjoyed many experiences while dating and as husband and wife that most people hardly even thought about. Sex in a semi-pub...