[Author's Note: This story is written using the narrative technique termed 'stream of consciousness.' The stream of consciousness technique is one of the defining features of twentieth century literature, though it seems rarely used in online erotica. In this approach, the narrator describes not just the character's actions and speech, but broadcasts the var...
This is a re-post of the above story with some minor changes. I had accidentally edited this story with the text from the subsequent Sharon's Bathroom Pleasure, hence this was no longer available online. I have a number of other stories part-finished, some of which I'm sure will make it to Literotica soon. Thank You for your inspiring or constructive comment...
Author's Note: This story contains themes of golden shower vandalism, so if that's not your cup of tea then I suggest you turn around! :D Constructive criticism is very welcome, as this is my first time writing but keep it kind and tasteful people. Enjoy! * I tossed and turned in my bed, my long, tan legs twisting the bed sheets. The whole house was sound...
It didn't come as a surprise to me because I had been expecting it or at least something like it. It was a Wednesday and Myra and I were eating dinner when she said, "Don't make any plans for us this weekend. The girls from work and I are going to a spa for the weekend. One of the girls arranged for a group package. It will be a weekend of mud baths, mudpac...
Slaves to the man. Chapter Eight Shadow waved Hunter and Mirage toward the chairs that sat in front of his desk. Mirage sat, glancing over and meeting Hunter's eyes. He shrugged and then his gaze went to Shadow as the director of ASP sank down in the chair behind the desk. "Have either of you ever seen one of the shells acting like that?" Mirage shudde...
'Nine months' Cindy thought. 'Nine months' since she walked out of the house leaving her husband behind and she was well into her second trimester of her nine-month pregnancy. She stood on the corner waiting on either a John to pull up or Sky to come back from the room. She was smoking a Kool cigarette taking her time to inhale as deeply as possible and the...
"My god what have you done Marcus! You couldn't leave her alone could you? Do you know how angry the boss is going to be with you?!" Dominic's face grew redder by the minute while yelling at Marcus. Marie, the girl in question, had been beaten by an ex and was unconscious when Marcus did his routine check. You see, the boss has had his eye on her for months...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is written in first-person subjective narration format. Most first-person narration stories involve an *objective* narrator, who describes events as they actually happen (but of course, the concept of "actuality" depends on acceptance of objective reality). In this story (as with most of mine) the narrator is highly subjective. She...
My name is Mark and I'll start this on a sour note by telling you that I really hate parties. I'm not good at meeting new people and if I don't know people I usually end up standing by myself. I'm nearly 50, so seeing an old man drinking and standing by himself is kind of creepy - so I usually end up leaving early. I got invited to a college graduation part...
Noble Vickers fussed around nervously, wiping cabinets and dusting the living room. When Belvin came, he didn't want her to become annoyed because the place was not in good shape. The first night that Noble had brought Belvin home after meeting her at The Hornet's Nest, a D/S dive bar just outside Buttermilk County, Belvin had tossed her amber tresses and o...