Thanks to everyone who read chapters 19 and 20. Thanks for the votes and all the nice comments (almost 50 positive remarks as I submit this chapter). Plus, there were another six or seven that sent emails through Literotica to my Yahoo account. When you're not getting paid, compliments are your tips. And I'm feeling well compensated today. Chapter 21...
After class Darrel and I made another attempt to work on my chapter. I was three chapters behind and still had no idea what to write about. The only thing I could think about was how much I wanted him. "Okay, we need to get an outline started," he said, writing some notes in my notebook. "Sure, notes," I repeated. But sitting in his lap made it hard for...
Jessica felt the restraints and the taste of Ivan still fresh on her tongue. She had been degraded the entire night and she continuously accepted it. While the cool kids were partying and drinking, she was stuck with a bunch of old perverts and bimbos showing off her body. And she hated that it turned her on. Ivan tapped on his watch. Sucking cocks so her fa...
Of all the nights for her 18th birthday to fall on...it had to be the worse of any birthday she had ever had. Not only was it the night of her Senior Prom, but everyone in her family had made plans that would keep them out late. Some of it she could forgive, her sister's spring piano recital had been planned since last fall, and since her father was a member...
Note to readers -- There are no sexual situations in this story where the participants are under eighteen. Also, I am well aware that the National Guard the way I describe it here is not the way that it really is at this time. The way I have described it is the way that it was in my time and that is the way it works best for the story. If it bothers you jus...
Please join me on my trip in the time machine. On a trip back to one of the most formative sexual experiences of my life. An experience, that has stayed in my mind for almost 15 years and that recently gained actuality. Way back, in the last century, before myspace or face book, before the ubiquity of the tools we are all acquainted with these days, I was a...
I have been a single parent for four years due to the untimely death of the love of my life in a car accident. Our daughter was 12 at the time of the accident. We both took it pretty hard, but we had each other and a good therapist. At least money was not a concern as the trucking company paid a large sum for the negligence of their driver who was uninjured...
It started with a flyer, posted up on the school's bulletin board. Prom was coming up, the magically pageant event in which all the seniors get to pay an extremely high price to simply come to school all dressed up and dance. I don't understand the point, if people wanted to go dress up and dance, there were places in town they could go for a much cheaper co...
My name is Dan, I am an 18-year-old guy who is a senior in high school that tends to keep to himself. I have never been into team sports but I am very much into martial arts. I am just under six feet tall, thin build but fit from the martial arts training and I have dark brown hair and brown eyes. I have never been in any crowd or click at school so I am n...
Fictional story about fictional characters. (My version of S. 8, E. 8 "The Prom Equivalency") ***** Penny was behind the kitchen counter of her apartment making cocktails, awaiting the arrival of her friends Bernadette Wolowitz and Amy Farrah Fowler, when the door opened and they walked in carrying take-out food for everyone. Amy spied neat piles of cloth...