White Buddha: Portrait of an ESL Teacher in China "Melvin..." "Where was he from?" "Portland, Oregon." "That's weird." "It's a weird place..." "But he hated Portland, like, really, really hated Portland, always shitted on its hipsters, and politically correct, passive aggressive people..." "He certainly was not passive aggressive." "Wasn't he...
Edited by Deep Blue C ***** Jim Cravens stood in the motel doorway, breathing in the beach air, the salty tang waking him further from his sleep as he looked at his car parked just a few feet away, the morning mist dripping from the maroon paint. He debated whether to walk or drive to the diner down the street and mentally flipping a coin, decided that dri...
"Mum you promised you'd come and watch the hockey match after school on Thursday." "I know darling but I just can't get out of this meeting." The feeling as his magnificently hardened cock sunk into me not only took my breath away but also took my mind off everything else. "There's some cold chicken in the fridge and loads of salad you can have for dinner...
Disclaimer: This story contains one NSFW illustration. It's the very first thing you'll see if you scroll down. Ignoring this disclaimer may lead to promotions. "A most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lilies of the swamp."-Carson McCullers Cassie didn't come back after lunch. She didn't...
April and Katie were laying on April's bed attempting to watch their favorite show together, Kitchen Nightmares. April was laying on her stomach with her head at the foot of the queen size bed while Katie was laying on her back with her head up at the opposite end of April's bed. Katie was giving April a sensual foot message while pausing often to kiss the t...
This is a little something different that I wanted to try in addition to my other novel story - A Proper Scottish Wife. Again, I'm a novice at writing fiction for an audience and I would greatly appreciate any feedback, both good and bad. You can't get better without feedback. Love to hear what people like and don't like. I hope you enjoy. I was working...
Notes This is the ELEVENTH installment of Field Trip Follies. Thanks to Literotica author Laurie for lending me her characters Lindsey Foster and her sister Katie. And also thanks to Laurie for all her unflagging encouragement and amazing inspiration. Read her work! It's wonderfully naughty stuff! http://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=31501&...
I was standing on Mount Lemmon looking out over the desert at the lights of Tucson that night. The night that turned my whole damn life into one wild ride. I was bored. Tired of my job, tired of my now ex-girlfriend. Tired of life in general. The only thing that was going right for me was my Hawg. A 1956 Harley-Davidson Panhead. It's not often that a pe...
This story keeps coming back to me. It is based on a true event that I was a minor player in many years ago. I never knew the whole story so except for the small kernel of truth that I was involved in the rest is pure speculation. Somewhat like the National Enquirer, a little fact and the rest fiction. The part I was involved in was a sad part during what wa...
Chapter 1: A Strange New World I have written several stories, but this is my first submission to literotica. As a reader, I find that sex in literature is still somewhat of a taboo subject. When it is even present at all, it is often just briefly touched on with a lot of self-censoring before moving on to another subject. I may read a great story or advent...