A little sci-fi tale that gets more complicated than it needs to be. It's mostly soft, with a touch of hard. Barely touched. Should I continue this one, it will get there. Enjoy and thanks for all the recent input, folks. I promise to get back to continuations of other stories soon, too. As for this one, it's so similar in theme to another I recently wrote,...
Thor sat back and looked at the circuit board on the bench in front of him. A light wisp of smoke from his last solder point slowly dissipated in the breeze from the ceiling fan. "It should work now," he said. Sitting at the counter across the room, Carley snorted. "That's what you always say. That's what you've said at least a hundred times. It never work...
This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. Having said that, this story should have enough facts for you to use your imagination to fill it in. It is just a quirk I have. It's sort of like those old time radio sh...
Note to the reader: In this diary I will tell the true stories of my sexual encounters that have come about thanks to the internet. Some more precise details such as names and places will be left out to protect mine and others' privacy, and also because they don't matter. Each entry in the diary can be read alone or as part of a series, but since I have a wi...
There was a light dusting of snow on the ground as I left for work early that morning. It was unusual for it to snow this early in November. My knee was stiff as hell when I rolled out of bed this morning so I should have known something was up. Work drug by today. I had to catch up on paper work since I had been leaving early for the past couple of days to...
It's cold. Brisk, as my mom put it this morning. Fall is in the air and just like that, New York put on their coats. At least, it's cold to me. I never know how to dress anymore. I don't have an extra layer of fat like I did when I was Ben, so I've noticed I get colder much quicker now. The last couple of days have been all sweaters and jackets. Central Park...
1. Clinging to rocks "Are you there? Hello?" "Yes, sweetness. I'm here. I'm right here. Can't you see me?" "No. It's too dark." "It doesn't matter. I see you perfectly. That's what matters. Damn, sweet thing, you look just perfect. So elegant, so sweet, so sexy." "You're just saying that..." "Ha, like you don't know it. Like you don't love it. But as y...
The middle portion of this story was intended to be conveyed in two separate columns, providing parallel presentations of different perspectives on the same events. Literotica's software does not permit such formatting. Accordingly, I have interwoven the material that was to be displayed side-by-side, formatting one portion normally and the other in ALL CAPS...
All his life Tom has been haunted by one single concept more than any other. Like most men, he has a soft spot in his heart for romance (but please don't let our secret out). However, also like most men, romance alone doesn't usually "stoke the furnace"...at least not the way it does for most women. This "men are from Mars, women are from Venus" rule of the...
WE'RE ALL WHORES HERE... The sign as you enter my estate News reporter standing by the entrance to Whoreland... "It's called Whoreland. It's an estate that looks more like a small town. It's 100,000 plus acres up in the Hollywood Hills of hedonistic debauchery gone wild. Anything goes. Only one man rules this palace of perverted pleasure. And his name is...