Thanks to Cockhole for all of the assistance. All characters are 18 years of age or older. ***** Brandon Burley stood at his locker, filtering through the heavy textbooks inside. It was Friday, and most of his senior-class peers were gearing up for date night or the weekend house party, but this was not the case for him. Nope, instead of kissing girls or...
My head was spinning with everything that was going on, with everything I had learned. My heart ached for Craig, and I wondered if he was doing the right thing. I know he was protecting me, but I wasn't some weak human with no knowledge of our hidden world. I had resources too, hell, we could leave this place and live forever on some island together. But t...
It's kind of funny how it all started out. An innocent invitation for a play date from one of the moms at Harry's preschool. It seems that Harry had been spending a lot of time with a particular little girl in his class named Penny. Their teacher Cindy said that they were inseparable, and it was absolutely adorable. When they were separated they both tende...
Many stories have been written about cheating wives and the revenge of their husbands. This tale follows the usual format and utilizes many of the related plot features of other writers. For those looking for a totally dehumanized ending for the wife; this story is not for you. I've tried to recognize the necessity for love where a marriage and children are...
++++ There is some recycling of characters from the first story I ever wrote for LW called BLOOD FROM A TURNIP (Yes I know the old story REALLY needed editing). https://www.literotica.com/s/blood-from-a-turnip OR https://www.literotica.com/s/blood-from-a-turnip-her-side This can be a standalone tale, but it will help to read either "BLOOD FROM A TURNIP"...
I love my job, but some days are better than others. And Monday had been... well, not the best. Stacie had called at 7:30 that morning, asking me to go on over to the Memorial Blvd location as a fill-in for the day. Normally that would be fine, but I'd never worked at Memorial, and I'd already planned a date for that night. It'd be tough to get back in time...
This is a complete story under this title. It has been pleasing to see that a few people have chosen to post a "favorite story" or "favorite author" to a couple of my submissions. Thank you! I value that more than five stars (that get lost in the average). But all of us here tend to read stories with an H (average 4.5 or better). If you really like a stor...
Our story began the summer before our Sophomore year in High School. We grew up together. We lived in a small town in West Virginia known as Montgomery Town, named after the family that lived there years ago. Part of the family still exists today. * I was in my room writing when my cellphone rang. I picked up the receiver. "Hello?" "Are you coming up?...
"I lost my eye and my wife on the same day. I miss her more than I miss the eye." That's what I overhead at McDonalds. Slowly I turned around to see from whence came the voice. A man with a patch over one eye was walking away from a table with a young mother and two preschool aged kids. My guess is that one of the kids asked the man about the eye patch....
Allyson involuntarily leaned back on the steps, her naked rear end on the edge of the third step from the bottom brushing up against the rough pile of the carpeted stairs. Her clothes were in a pile on the floor around her socked feet; her hands were tied behind her back with the shoes strings from the saddle shoes Hannah had bought her. Her hair was mussed,...