Written purely for laughs for a girlfriend. But she wants to see her name on Literotica, so here goes. Don't expect great literature in this one. Gary Farnham paced back and forth across his living room, with cell phone in hand. He knew full well that neither the inquiries he was making nor the rut he was trampling into his carpet would accomplish anyth...
I decided to try my hand at writing a short, stand-alone story. Let's hope this has fueled my desire to continue working on "The Teacher's Pet". 🙂 * "That's it, my little foot perv. Keep inhaling my scent." His body trembled as I pressed my cleat tighter to his face. "I practiced extra hard today to make it perfect for you." I breathed softly in his e...
“DAMMIT!” Jill cursed. “What now?” asked Dawn from the passenger’s seat. “It just said ‘Stay below 45 mph to reach destination!’” she groaned, and slowed the cruise control yet again. “I thought it said if we stayed below 55 we’d have enough power to get there!” Britney complained from behind her in the second row. “Yeah, well the cold weather is murder on t...
(This is a series called Story of YOU, by me. Nothing to do with the amazing Sandman comic series book. Neil Gaiman, please forgive me for using the same word. I'm just a pervert who writes senseless smut.) *** ...Another rainy day. Dark clouds are already over you. You took refuge in the woods, the rain battering the leaves of endless forests. You keep r...
Chapter-1 I planned it admirably. At precisely 1710 hours, sitting near the boarding gate 12B and in midst of a sea of humanity, I placed the call to Suhasini. She picked up after three rings and her breathless voice at the other end confirmed that all was well. I wouldn't have called her, had I not been warned by my daughter (at the last moment) that if sh...
"I need to see you in my office. Can you come down as soon as possible please?" he asked her over the interoffice intercom. He put down the phone without waiting for her response, knowing she'd come when her supervisor called. So began the conversation she dreaded all day. She put the transfer request in his mailbox at lunch and hoped that he'd understand,...
Introduction to the Rokkenjima Incident and H.I. Player: October 5, 1986. A raging storm swept over the tiny island of Rokkenjima. Upon this island lay the western-style manor of Ushiromiya Kinzo, the head of the wealthy Ushiromiya family. A day earlier, the children of the Ushiromiya family arrived to take part in a yearly family conference, bringing with t...
Geoff's balls hurt. For hours he had led Shagga through the forest, passing three different meadows and seven trickling streams, cresting hills steep and shallow alike, until his legs began to cramp and the soles of his feet ached. That wasn't what bothered him. For all their marching, the two had barely covered any meaningful distance. Why, the oversized...
Why can't I sleep -- again? Hadn't my plan promised me it would all be over by now? After more than two years it should be, shouldn't it? My idea had been fool proof. She would show me what a dirty, cheap whore she really was and that would cure me forever -- and her too. Like an insecticide it would kill all the damn germs that still infested my soul. I'd b...
The King pretended to listen to prophet by staring at the flecks of food that were caught in the old man's dry beard. For a desert ascetic, he sure ate enough roasted lamb for three strong soldiers on his monthly visits to the palace. Lamb. That's what the old fraud was nattering on about again, the same tired story of the poor man's lamb. "This is a lesso...