18 Only: Lipstick Party!!! It was Saturday afternoon and my folks were out at the mall. I was thinking about what to do that evening when the phone rang. Picking up the receiver, I heard my friend Tina greet me on the other end. "Hey Lindsey," She said, "How's my favourate slut?" "I'm good bitch!" I giggled, back. We were best, best friends. "Well, the...
Note from Jake Rivers: This is my seventh semi-annual "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The most recent invitational included songs written or performed by Willie Nelson. The current effort consists of stories based on song titles that have a weather term in them, such as "Stormy Weather, "Foggy M...
Authoress's notes: The following story takes place after the Yuuzhan Vong War. I would recommend reading my story Jaina's Fetish Shopping Trip, as this is sort of a sequel to it, as well as Jaina's Discovery. Please read and enjoy all of my stories, and please leave me feedback, public or via email. -Bethany Star Wars: Amateur Night "I've got a bad feeling...
Note: This story was inspired by the spiritual and uplifting poems of Du Lac, one of Literotica's most exquisite poets. Pam Kernis walked eagerly to Stone Ridge State Park. The feisty thirty six year old felt better than she had in days, and was determined to get in a relaxing swim. Although the grounds officially opened at 9 AM, Pam had discovered a way of...
As a woman outnumbered by men in the Intrepid's senior staff, Second Officer Sheila Nkomo made a special effort to befriend her fellow female officers. She wasn't in a position to get to know Captain Kerensky particularly well. This was partly a consequence of relative rank, but also because her captain was a lesbian. It wasn't that Sheila held any prejudice...
FAWC 2: Spilling the Seed (Author's note: This story is a submission to the second Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on August 16th, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each story in this challenge is centered around a random determination of four "mystery ingre...
After the lightness of the dressing room, I found myself in almost total darkness. As my eyes adjusted to the gloom I heard music and saw a glimmer of light between two rich drapes. I drew them aside and stepped onto a strip of crimson carpet that ran down an avenue of burning braziers, in the center of a spacious ballroom. Moonlight filtered through the t...
Dear Shoeblossom: I come home from work, pulling up in my BMW Z4 Roadster, and the gardener greets me respectfully "Mr. Wegg, how are you?" I grin at him. Yes, Palmer Wegg is a hot shot in this thriving Midwestern city... and when I go in the house I am pleased to see my pretty wife Zenobia relaxing on the divan. "Hello, Pom." She greets me, smiling. Z...
The origins of the magic marker are unknown, only that tales of it's exploits have been told for centuries, a magical artifact that can change both mind and flesh with a stroke. Earliest reports of the artifact state that it had been a quill once before slowly adapting to the writing instruments of the twenty-first century. It is said that the marker has alm...
"1816 Sycamore Circle. This must be the place." Tara Zellers had reached her destination after following hand written directions. Alone in her Mother's Subaru Outback she pulled up to the curb of the Cul-de-sac. There were two houses next to the address. One on each side of it. The home she eyed belonged to English Lit Teacher "Trevor Stein". The front insi...