PART TWO - CAMBRIDGE - 1 - "So..." Gabe said, unable to sit there in awkward silence any longer, "A transgender symbol, eh? What does that mean?" After almost an hour and a half of feeling uncomfortable in the back of the cab with the fearsome stare of the purple haired punk eyeing him up from across the seat, Gabe was feeling pretty nervous. He had accep...
An Extract from the Notebooks of Professor Valerious Conuletes As recorded by Alistair Mason 'Pip' McCosey An Introduction to Botanical Art Emily came to Professor Conuletes at Tewit Grange for help and advice some months previously. She had been very depressed and the Professor had showed her ways to lift her spirits. She had tried country walks on advi...
"We should do something for Earth Day," said Bob, a clerk in a law firm, to his three friends, who sat in their favorite bar drinking green beer on St. Patrick's Day. "Earth Day? No one celebrates Earth Day," said Mike, an accountant with an accounting firm. "It isn't a real holiday like St. Paddy's Day." "Yeah, Earth Day is a lame holiday right up there w...
Author's note: This pre-1890 historical romance tells of actual notable people. All sex involves live humans aged 18+, even the whores AFAIK. The text contains casual racism and sexism and very little explicit human sex; if you object, stop reading. Plant sex is pretty muted too. Stilted speech patterns are intentional. Views expressed are not necessarily th...
Walking through a hammock forest is tough on the best of days, but the explosion of vines along the ground and trees fallen by Hurricane Andrew makes the trek much worse. To add to the difficulty is the attire necessary to protect oneself from the harsh environment. Shoes that seem to add five pounds to each foot, long pants to protect my legs against the vi...
My name is B..., well, alright, Bill. You won't know much about me unless you've read another story I shared on Literotica some time ago, but I think only Fiona read that. The other story was about Fiona and me. I can give you the short version. An internet flirtation led me take a trip to the frozen North to see a red-haired lady musician play bass with he...
It began innocently enough. It had to, or I would have been able to stop it. Now honestly I don't have any ability to stop, nor even imagine wanting to. A little about me. My name is Jan Thomas, I am a high school History teacher in the mountains of Western Canada. I was not the first woman in my family to serve as a soldier, the world wars saw my Great Aun...
He was early for the Earth Day celebration. His nervousness always made him punctual. Instead of pacing and wearing out the carpet at home, he preferred getting in the car and driving to where he needed to go. The drive gave him something to do and the scenery calmed his nerves. He was nervous about attending his first Earth Day party and over visiting his...
Valena liked things disciplined. When she entered her bedroom she saw everything in place. Harold came towards her in all fours and quickly placed himself between her legs and with an open tongue reached for her hairy crotch, which she allowed by parting her legs slightly. Lack of any undergarment under her skimpy and short nightdress allowed Harold the desi...
The first time was St. Moritz. I was sent there for the summer after high school graduation, soon after my eighteenth birthday, to distract me I suppose, from the tragedy and all that. Exchange students, they called us, but we never studied anything, not even German. There were activities, like hiking, and beautification projects in the nearby parks of the G...