Hey, everyone. This is my first submission here on Lit. Please, toss me some reviews and comments! Sam Taylor knew it was a bad night the moment he walked into work. Most nights were hectic at the Blue Room, New York's busiest escort service. Tonight was just a pure disaster. Erica, James, and Hector had all called in sick. The flu had hit them hard, a...
For Meggs and Bill This story treats some matters that may offend some, so if you dislike reading about either menstruation or bodily functions of all kinds, this story is not for you. * Eleanor had been very relieved—no, overjoyed—when the District Court of the Women's Republic had released her from her punishment for the adulterous conduct in which she...
Editor's note: The names have been changed to protect the innocent and guilty alike. "Steve's" grammar is atrocious. I've done my best to clean it up, but only as far as he let me because he said I was, "fucking up his story." Whatever...a job is a job. ***** Hey bro. I'm assuming a bro's reading this. If not, hey babe. How YOU doin'? Name's Steve. I live...
WARNING: Has fairytale elements and possibly unAmerican-like humor. ONE The popularity of Kevin MacLeod virtually went from zero to heaps in 48 hours. Lean and lanky, with teenager pimples on his 24-year-old face virtually devoid of character, eyes of near translucent blue and a flaring red nose and thin, turned down at the corner lips, the word 'unattra...
The second installment of Omega Pride. As before, feedback is welcomed and needed. Déesse de la Lune = Moon Goddess s'il vous plaît = please I hope you all enjoy! ~*~*~*~ "Order up!" The chef stated from behind the kitchen counter, ringing the bell, snapping Delphi out of her temporary daze. She turned quickly and fluidly as she grabbed the plate and...
Alice Goes to Bondage-Land When I got back to me dorm room, it seemed like forever since I had seen Jean-Marie. I know it was only a few hours since he left back for Amsterdam, but I was missing him deeply. As I opened the door, my roommate handed me an envelope with a note from Jean-Marie, and an open-ended one-way plane ticket to Amsterdam and cash for my...
My name is Maggie Malone, and this is my story. It all starts as most stories do innocently enough. April 1st, all fools day and it turns out I was the biggest fool of all. Life wasn't perfect I knew that, but all and all I thought it was damned good. I had three great kids, a loving husband and like most of the world, not enough time. I was about twenty po...
Is there something wrong with me? Why do I feel like this? Every time I see a pretty gal walking by wearing a Hijab I get an instant boner. The name is Lucas Abdullah Wallace. I was born in the City of Odessa, Texas, to a Jamaican-American father and Lebanese Christian mother. My parents, Esther Abdullah and Luke Wallace met while at the University of Housto...
Author's Note: This one is a sequel to a story I wrote a few years back entitled "Kendra's Present". I hope you all enjoy this one just as much. * Kendra Christiansen had wandered the entire mall, trying to find the exact perfect present for her Kyle, her boyfriend-lover of the past 3 years. As money wasn't really an object, she'd even considered things l...
Note from author: I know a number of you did not like use of 'the narrator' in my first story. However, I wrote of lot of this story (and a few others) before that first one and I didn't really want to take the time to do a rewrite. Sorry. In any case, I hope you enjoy part 1 of 'The Exiled One'. As in my previous story, the bulk of the eroticism will be...