Everyone in this story is at least eighteen years old. Things really start ramping up. *** "That was Irene screaming." Jenna said, sitting on her bed while she zipped her coat. Her friends stood, Devon the sole one with a weapon. The eighteen-year old Black male trained his pistol on the wall, as if intending on opening fire. "I have a couple bullets fo...
Retirement to a sleepy Suffolk village was more than one would expect. Reference the introduction to Part 1. ******************************************************************************************************** I bumped into Alice again a few evenings after. She was in the pub talking to Jim at the bar. As I entered, both of them looked up, and Alice...
"See y'all later!" My friend's mom waved cheerfully from her station wagon. "I'm off to get groceries — need anything? Oh, and I'm going to pick up a pair of mauve underwear, so if you need ..." Her voice trailed off as the heat rushed to our teenage faces. She drove off laughing into the misty afternoon. "Hey kids, I'm back!" We scrambled to get our clot...
Strangely, I love writing drama stories (haha). This story was written in response to a challenge, the prompts were: dating website, twin that doesn't feel comfortable, and lastly a sofa. A super weird tale here - a modern fairy tale! "Tristy, when will you stop with the mermaids?!" I... will never know (haha)! *** New Love At work, she was on pizza duty...
"You look amazing, Cory," Sam said to me. "Shut up," I snapped back. "I look stupid!" "No way. You're hot!" he told me. Sam was my best friend and he wouldn't lie, but he did have ulterior motives. As I looked in the mirror, though, I was starting to agree with him. My petite frame fit my mother's clothes well. I wore a short leather skirt and knee high b...
I received so many comments noting things I'd missed in Chapter One of Welcome to the Literotica Universe that a second chapter was all but written for me. For those who made suggestions I have not included, please forgive. It is due to either (a) my inability to add anything to what you said or (b) a lack of familiarity with the subject of your comment. For...
A friend of mine was having a Super Bowl party in the clubhouse of her condo complex. I knew about half the crowd but the game makes everybody friends. I found myself engaged in conversation with a rather prodigious woman. Melody was wearing a western red plaid shirt, jeans and a huge bucket cowboy hat just like Hoss wore on Bonanza. The hat along with her...
Chapter 1: After a couple of beers I finally am able to convince you to stop back at the pond house for a bit. I'm super nervous, you're nervous. Everyone is nervous. lol When we get back to the house I show you around and we check out the dock. We head inside, it's one room so there isn't much to show. The air is a bit chilly even inside. To make things mo...
I walk into our bedroom and my eyes take in the surroundings. The room is dimly lit with candles, scattered throughout, on the dresser, chest of drawers, night stands. The flickers of flames and shadows playing on the white walls dance and sway. The queen size bed has the covers turned down. Pillows are fluffed. There is some erotic sounding music low in the...
"Nobody understands my desires or who I am," Mack Browne said, and the six-foot-three, burly and dark-skinned, twenty-something African American man sighed deeply. Sitting opposite him inside the Bridgehead cafe located on Metcalfe Street in downtown Ottawa, Mack's friend Melody Robillard pondered that, wondering how to help her friend in his time of need......