April 27, 2020: I have submitted an edited copy of this story to Literotica. Thanks to andyinoz for giving chapter 1 and 2 a lookover for me! Chapter 1: The Class It was my last semester at college in 1999. It would be my last full term to complete my bachelor's degree, and then it would be time to move on to grad school in another state. I was getting a b...
A work of fiction *** While this is a stand-alone story. The characters in this tale also appear in "Philadelphia, Texas" and "My Two Brother's," which chronologically predate and are contemporaneous with this story. *** In New Mexico a mile above sea level, separated by the Gallinas River sit 'New' East Las Vegas and 'Old' West Las Vegas. Once named the...
"Your attention, please... Flight 713 to Montreal and Chicago has been delayed due to severe thunderstorms in the area. Your estimated departure time will be a further three hours from now." So announced the public address system at the airport. Sara sighed and checked her watch. Great, she thought, that'd put her in a strange city in the middle of the nigh...
This is the continuation of a story about a college student and her psych professor discussing her paper on BDSM, section by section. ***** **Bondage: Submission and Control** "Put out your hands," I say and I bind them with my scarf making the knots nice and tight. I grasp you by the throat and pull you up to a standing position. I walk you backwards o...
Bookstores were a place of refuge to Andy, a place where the cares of the world dissolved, and all that was left was the musty, yet pleasant, smell of books. He liked used bookstores the best since the smell was stronger in them. The feel of old paper on his fingers as he paged through them, the excitement at finding something he'd been looking for for years...
Psych eval, coffee, hallway, metal detector, commissary. That list could go on for a while. It's a word-association of an experience I wish had not been necessary. An experience borne of someone else's lie, and one that will stay with me, as well as everyone else involved. I will never forget the night I was at a party, went to my car to get my phone, called...
* "Almost! Get in here," yelled Admiral Forlorn. A harassed looking Captain hurried in from the outer office. "How are we going with these... things, Captain Almost?" the Admiral asked, waving at the pile of priority zero plus plus directives from Space Command HQ. He never could understand that. If priority zero was most urgent, and priority one was less...
As dawn broke over New Orleans, the large pink clouds of early morning rushed through the skies as a hot wind blew steadily from the south. All over the bayou the moist warm sea breeze heated up the city up like boiling cauldron. Steam rose from the slick wet cobblestones of the French Quarter as the rain had briefly cooled things down overnight. This slight...
Rita just laughed. I tried to ignore her but it was almost impossible as we pushed the doors open and headed out into the bright September sunlight. "What are you laughing at?" "You nutting in class, that's what!" "You raised your hand, too! What the fuck are you laughing at?" "Because I've never seen you like that before, Nikki. What the hell got into y...
This is a true "how-not-to" story and it is not erotic at all. Read at your own warning. I never had trouble with drugs or booze or any of the evils that most consider the road to ruin. I had a rough divorce where I work too hard to please my X and make the divorce pleasant. That failed. I had found a job I liked (my own business) and she wanted more income...