**DISCLAIMER** PLEASE DO NOT GET OFFENDED BY THE TITLE! I am black, but I am also American Indian of the Blackfoot and Creek tribes. Also, the characters in the story are over 18. I didn't specify their ages in the story, so I just wanted to make that clear. This one is the last of the series, and because of that, I decided to add another impromptu love scen...
If you have a squeamish stomach, or don't like "reluctance" sex, this probably isn't for you. Also, if you want characters that are either all good or all evil - sorry! This story is told by Betsy Thorsten, a business associate and friend of the main character Zach Walton. Betsy is not omnipotent and doesn't have all of the answers or details; she can only...
The gang was gathered in Leonard and Sheldon's apartment, as usual. Bernadette asked Amy, "So, what are you working on these days?" "I'm studying one-celled organisms to try and find the neurochemicals that lead to the feeling of shame," Amy replied flatly. "What would a one-celled organism have to be embarrassed about?" Bernadette asked. Penny had no id...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Author's Note: This is not my first attempt at writing erotic literature, but it is the first time I've felt proud and confident enough to go through with publishing on Literotica. This first chapter is an introduction to the setting and a sex scene that aligns with most o...
The story of my life – I'll call myself "Alicia Moore," not my real name – since I turned 19 is proof that truth is stranger than fiction. Undoubtedly part of the bad things that happened to me were due to the fact that at 19 I was a completely confrontation-averse person who had led a sheltered life, and maybe could even be described as a milquetoast; but m...
Stepping up onto the staff veranda I greeted Ella. She was sitting on one of the comfortable wicker chairs, cradling the satellite phone in her lap. She had a resigned look on her face. I was prepared for her immanent departure but I couldn't really prepare for how I would feel about her leaving. For me she had gone from unneeded nuisance to pleasant company...
Logan huddled in the shelter of a large rock and listened to the wind moaning around him. Bitter anger at Queen Maeve's treachery still burned in his gut, but that would have to wait. At the moment, he had more pressing concerns. Somewhere out there, in the scouring dust and burning wind, something was hunting him. If he was lucky, it was another human. The...
Grace had been stapling papers for the past thirty minutes. I swore to God if she didn't stop within five, I'd staple her perfect little manicured hands to her desk. I had had two cups of decaffeinated tea this morning and a fifteen minute walk around the MMG building, but I was still jittery, unable to focus on prepping the client account for the department...
"I think I'll start by tying your hands behind your back," she said. I was naked, standing at the foot of the bed. She had commanded me to strip as soon as I'd entered the room and I had obeyed without hesitation. She pulled my hands behind me and I felt her loop a leather strap around my wrists, pull it tight and buckle it. I felt a moment of fear and exc...
Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual so please feel free to leave me a comment in the comment box at the end of the story! You see those big empty stars down there as well? Did you want to maybe fill them up? We don't want them e...