This story is completely fictitious. This is a parody of celebrity figures. Mark closed the door in disgust as he entered his dressing room. It had been a stressful day on the set. Absolutely nothing seemed to be going right with the film. The entire day had seen a host of mechanical failures with the puppeteered Jabba the Hutt creature. The oversized mup...
CHAPTER ONE This dream stunk. It literally stunk. I couldn't recall ever smelling anything in a dream before, and I hoped to God this wasn't a permanent change. Or if it was, that my future dreams would be a lot more fragrant than this one. I was striding through an encampment of soldiers who obviously hadn't bathed in the last two months. That alone, the...
Leah awoke alone in a cold sweat with panic still fluttering in her chest. It had been another night of fitful fear-filled dreams in which she was helpless to save herself from some vaguely remembered threat. "It must be the move." she whispered groggily. She arched her arms over her head in a subconscious effort to loosen the knot in her chest. Her nigh...
"Let us out of here!" Kate's furious hammering on the force field spread faint rings of rippling light, as if she were tossing stones into a lake. "You let us out right this minute!" "Mom! Mom! Cut it out! He didn't seem like the listening type okay?" Kristen was sitting with her back against the barn wall, with all the calm poise teenage girls learn to hid...
This is a story I wrote in 2006 and have re-edited it several times since. This is both my first time posting on Literotica and the story's first time being posted for everybody to read. I hope you enjoy it. Chapter 1 The sun was just peeking out from behind the mountains, like an infant peering between the crib's bars. Rick was sleeping peacefully beside...
Just as the elevator door started to close, several young girls wearing black leotards and sporting bright pink jackets jumped in. The bedazzled dance logo on the back of their jackets with the emblazed word Middletown Dance caught our attention. Before we could ask them a question, the elevator had reached the ground floor. When the elevator door opened on...
Sorry that this has been so long in coming and thank you for your patience. And thanks once again to sdbnnc for all her help in editing this story. I hope you all enjoy this new instalment. A week after the accident, I was back at home. I'd had my operation; my cheekbone had been popped back out where it should be, though with all the swelling it was hard...
Reader: If you're looking for a stroke story, this would probably disappoint you. It's not about fucking, but the story does contain sexual elements. Because it involves public nudity, I've entered it in the Nude Day contest. If you finish the story (all two pages!) and want to vote or comment, that would be appreciated. Thank you for stopping by. I met her...
Nothing could have prepared her for the sense of absolute freedom driving gave her. Having spent most of her 33 years without a license, indeed without even having sat behind the steering wheel of a car, here she was suddenly in control of a great hunk of metal, plastic and rubber barrelling along (within the speed limit of course), her red P's proudly displ...
Pub(l)ic Storage, or Shed Your Inhibitions WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriente...