I live in a condo complex. It has its problems. Everyone knows everyone else's business. I some times think my neighbours spend more time writing formal letters of complaint to the board, of which I'm the President, than they do living their own lives. I have to investigate each complaint. The result is I know rather more about my neighbours than I really sh...
The paddles dipped in and out of the river as Edward and Suzanne drifted up to their usual spot. Every year for their anniversary they came to Traverse City. They made the same canoe trip every summer. It was tradition. They always had the river to themselves. They let the canoe run into the bank and looked at each other knowingly. They had taken advantage...
I have to get this down on paper if for no other reason than to warn people. For the people who read this I apologize for my unsteady hand and my frayed thoughts. Ahh, there's another one, I have to hold on, I have to get through this. It started with a trip to New Orleans, I had heard so much about the city and couldn't wait to cruise the back streets and...
The following story is part of a challenge involving the demise of a digit. It is meant to be a spoof, which means it's supposed to be ridiculous so if you're not looking for humor then get the hell out of this category. There is no sex, none. Yet. Its just ridiculous writing meant to amuse the twisted of minds. Please feel free to be an idiot somewhere else...
My adventures in being bad began slow with my sharing some of the exciting things that a past boyfriend made me do. After that relationship ended I was left with a hunger for being bad. My adventures resumed at Literotica with my taking the risk of posting a thread entitled "A Strange Request" in April 2004 in the Literotica Personals, sharing my desire to...
Who would have thought Jean in the next flat could have heard me in the bathroom? It didn't occur to me until I heard her sneeze in hers. Our bachelor flats are back to back you see and so are the bathrooms. Me thinking now if I can hear her sneezing she can hear me doing all those things a guy does in the bathroom! But surely not, but I was wondering - s...
The tray I held, teetered precariously, as I was jostled by the anxious crowd. ‘ Dammit!’ I cursed inwardly, as I quickly got control of the tray. To make things worse, I could feel a pounding starting at my left temple… the signs of an oncoming migraine. As I reached the bar with my loaded tray of empty glasses, a group of young women nearby started scre...
Chapter 3 -- Preparations Made John Sheffield sat at his desk in his secreted away attic office. He gazed out the round gable window, one way glass with colored panels on the outside. 'Here I am, the guy who is supposed to know how to make decisions. I design computer applications that run huge companies and control security on nuclear weapons, but this lit...
Chapter One My name is Michele, yeah that's right, one L only. That's the least of my worries now. You see, I got an e-mail the today from an unknown co-worker. In the e-mail it told me that I had left my journal in his office and he have been reading it night and day. I have no idea who it might be, but it has all my secrets in it. Things I wouldn't want a...
"Would you like to order, sir?" A wizened waitress impatiently held her pencil to her notepad, demanding Jake let her do her job as politely as possible. "No," the young man said from behind his menu. "I'm just waiting for my friend." He checked his watch—late as usual. "Then perhaps you can order a drink?" her wrinkled skin dangled helplessly from her nec...