I'm Ryan. My Mom and Dad were divorced. I had just turned 18 at the time this happened. My sister was 21. My sister and I stayed at home many weekends alone. It was a Saturday afternoon and a few of the guys were over. My sister, Anne, was talking to someone by the name of Margaret on the phone and half listening to our conversation. I made the mistake of...
/*** AUTHOR'S NOTE. I broke the title length for Literotica stories. The correct full title of this is "The High-School Sweetheart Removal Agency", which is just too good of a title to pass up. It's an Anti-Valentine's Day tale for the Valentine's Day short story competition. Enjoy... ***/ Everyone knows how the story goes. Boy meets Girl. Boy makes fun...
It was an uncharacteristically warm evening. I stared out the window across the grounds, the moonlight filtered through the high wisps of clouds, casting flitting shadows through the trees and inky black shadows behind the hedges. The guests would arrive soon. How I hated these functions, but it kept me in good graces with the townspeople. I loved the peop...
White mist. He tried to focus. A wall. 'Hospital,' the wall said, as did the metal bed-frame and the ceiling modules with their cold neon lights. There were beeps and when he turned his head he saw tubes and a plastic bag hanging from a rack. He closed his eyes. Things were wrong. Where were his sounds? Why was he warm? Where were the iron bars and the path...
A Note to the Reader: although the following scenario is fictitious, it is based on real life. Once again, I must begin by thanking 'Aubrey' - my girlfriend, partner-in-crime and mistress - for allowing me to immortalise our wonderful relationship in this way. ***** "I love you baby..." I could still remember the first time that Aubrey had said those words...
Titus James Edwards sat on his bed. He was in his room. The house was empty. His parents were out for the weekend and big sister Rhonda was out on a date with a guy named Troy. Titus was one bored cat. He was eighteen years old. A slim guy with dark curly hair and expressive eyes. He'd been called many things, from dopey sweet to immature. He decided to call...
Continued from Skin... You could barely keep from squirming in your chair as you drank your morning coffee. Your pussy hot and bothered. Your lips still a little sore from sucking not only the first monster cock you've ever sucked but it was black as well. The thought of it raced through your mind. It was wrong on so many levels. It was something you had...
"Forty-eight minutes!" Alice gasped as she burst through the kitchen door on Sunday morning and grabbed the watch that lay on the counter. She was merely a few feet ahead of me but those few feet were important. She turned to face me, panting, her face sweaty and pink with exertion. "I've never beaten you before!" she grinned broadly, leaning back against t...
Steve got up to refill everyone’s drinks. When we all returned to our spots on the rug, and Julie picked up the die. She still seemed distracted from the past round because it took her a moment to realize that she had partnered with herself when she saw the ‘3’ on the die. “Oh, right,” she said, shrugging her shoulders. She flipped the coin, and it came up h...
After allowing Balter to dress himself Tannah led him to the room where she had confronted the monstrous girls. She retrieved the statuette, lifting the weighty thing off the floor and hugging it close to her body. She handed him the torch and together they went back toward the entrance to the ruined temple. While they were going through the big room where...