The off-white minivan swerved a little as it negotiated the college driveway. "Sorry about that," muttered the kid who'd volunteered to chauffeur Baldwin. The controversial author and speaker had himself been a student just four years earlier. He was about halfway through a campus tour. Earlier appearances had been met by youthful protesters, waving slogan...
Story design: NUDE DAY 2019 A feminist french college professor decides it's time for women to stand up against body shaming An alarm angrily attacked my senses to stir me from my deep slumber. I smashed the thing to pieces and looked at my phone. Snap, it's fathers day. My father is a hypocritical fool. He always told me, "Bella, dress conservatively and...
She woke on the hard floor of the cellar. She could hear the radio on upstairs and thought that it must be morning. Her bones creaking and muscles aching, she stretched as much as she could. Nauseated, the stench of her dried urine sickened her. Old tins of paint and varnish lay around the floor, long forgotten, like her. The cellar was a cold, dirty place....
That would have been fine if it had been a normal day at work. Instead, there was an incident Ron wasn't sure how to handle. On Monday and Tuesday, he'd been pretty careful to keep people from noticing that he had an erection for most of both days. He did wear a jacket, but it didn't quite come down low enough. So mostly, he just stayed at his desk. There we...
The blanket wrapped tightly about her otherwise naked body, she kneels before the fireplace. As she basks in the warmth of the fire, she watches the wild dances of the many flames, drawn in by their hypnotic movements. Focusing her attention on the yellow-orange light, she falls inside herself, deep into her mind, thinking back upon the evening, an evening h...
It feels odd writing a preface for an article this short, but what the hell. Anyway, these are some things that I wish that I had known when I started out. The existence of this "how-to" should in no way lead anyone to infer that I think that I am a top tier Literotica writer. I don't. What I do believe is that I'm better now than I was when I started. Advi...
I've just gotten off a red-eye flight for a business conference. Since the airport is some distance outside the city center, I've elected to get a cab directly to the conference rather than stop at my hotel. I figure I wouldn't be able to check in yet anyway, seeing as the breakfast hour isn't even over, let alone checkout time. The downside of this choice i...
Here at Literotica there is probably no category more heterogeneous, and occasionally controversial, than Loving Wives. Unsurprisingly, it is also one of the most popular. It doesn't take a whole lot of research to discover that for a great many men there is nothing hotter than a married hottie. The vast majority of Loving Wives stories have the common them...
This story is presented in five parts. The story is finished and all chapters have been submitted, so hopefully you should be able to get into the story and enjoy a chapter every day. As always, your comments and observations are welcome. * Now I realize the last thing you my reader needs, if you don't play cribbage, is a complete description of the game's...
No man had ever done that to her. She had lived for more than half a century, and for more than half that time, she had been married to a man who never touched her feet. She moaned. She couldn't help it. His hands were big, and warm, and they kneaded her aching feet, pressing and rubbing and squeezing, sliding his fingers slowly, achingly between her toe...