Depression is Some stories on Literotica are hard to read. They may hit too close to home, or describe cruel or violent events, or contain so many errors that the reader is distracted from the narrative flow; No matter the cause, the reader is no longer willing to suspend disbelief (cf. Coleridge, Samuel Taylor). The story fails because the reader is no lon...
Kelsi greeted me at the door in her bra and panties, like she usually did. She never wore pajamas when she went to bed, so she often spent her nights in only her underwear. Her long blonde hair was brushing against the small of her back. I could tell she had already eaten dinner, since her usually tight, flat stomach was swollen and bulging out. She was such...
She hadn't heard from him or the Federation in several days. Even still, she decided to obey orders and did not masturbate or play with herself since she last saw him. For her, a few days without any form of sexual pleasure was like a few months. She felt like she was going mad without it. Just thinking about him and the things they forced her to do made h...
I knew how to get my way. Men were so easy to work and I had decided that living at home with my parents was something of the past. I was ready to start the rest of my life and so I packed myself a little suitcase and walked out to the side of the road. I didn't have enough money to buy a ride but I figured maybe I could just do it the old-school way and hit...
Syd woke in the middle of the night soaked in sweat. His whole body felt heavy and he had chills. Before he had time to process what was happening, he was gagging harshly and then he was flying into a sitting position in time to hurl a wave of thick white liquid all over his comforter. It burned coming up and he didn't feel any better. He felt another big wa...
The sound of my cellphone woke me suddenly; disoriented I looked around the dark den, settling my surrounding and situation. The television flickered on mute, dancing irregular shadows around me in the changing lights. The phone called out again and I grabbed for it, looked at the face; no name, a number I didn't know, and 11:47. I thought of Andrea, felt a...
This chapter resumes soon after the previous ends. 1 The drive up the sunny Outer Banks to retrieve surprise houseguest Constance turned out to be almost two hours, as the hotel at which the Treasury Agents stayed was way up the shore. 'Houseguest' was somewhat of a misnomer. This athletic, petite woman, during what began as a routine surveillance assignme...
Pathetic I was sitting at my computer, working on some writing, when Jessica knocked softly at the front door. I had been on a hot streak that day, getting some serious pages in on my latest novel, and finished the sentence before I responded. “Yes?” I called. I saw the clock, knew who it was – she was right on time, a very good sign. She and I had only m...
NOTE: This is a stand-alone story, but the continuing adventures of a swinger couple. I hope you enjoy. Chapter 2: Wasting Away in Margarita-ville After chatting online with lots of different people, I began corresponding with one couple quite a bit. Kevin and Misty. The good thing about them was that they didn't live too far away from us. They, like us,...
Sincere thanks to my editor Bobash Finney. I welcome the feedback. ***** CHAPTER 1 "Hey, are you OK?" My best friend Jackson asked. "You are not thinking about her are you?" He asked as if reading my mind. "No." I lied. "I'm good. Just mediating on my assignment for the next days." He looked at me intensely, as if not believing a word I just said. "I'm g...