Lollapallooza, a concert "event" in Waterloo, NJ. A full day of live, cutting edge, alternative bands, thousands of people in an open field, no arranged seating, just a mosh pit (for "slam-dancing", basically a release of pent up energy) up front, people laying out in the middle, portapotties lining the sides, and concession stands in back. The bands include...
As I sat there for a moment before getting up and throwing more logs on the fire. Actually they were more like small trees at their size. The fire roared back to life as if someone turned up the heat. I looked over and you were still passed out from your intense orgasm. I had to admit to myself that though I normally didn't go for older women. Looking at you...
(I've received such a flow of positive feedback on this story; I thought I'd try writing a few more chapters. I had one person ask me if this was a play off of Beauty and the Beast, and to be honest, it had not occurred to me that it would be taken like that. I just wrote something I was fantasizing about for a while, wanting to share it with those who liked...
Maple Springs was the sort of place that most folks passed through on their way to somewhere else. It was a small town situated ten miles from the Canadian border, quite a distance from Utah, consisting of just three buildings. Jailhouse, bell tower and a saloon bar. It had been Sheriff William Cain's home for the past five years. As Cain strolled into tow...
Author's Note: This is the sole thinking, views and muddling of The Soulful Bard on a category in Literotica known as 'Loving Wives'. *~*~*~*~* Seeing all those heavy-weight authors on Lit throwing their weight around with their criticisms and reviews, I decided to throw one of my own ideas into this chaotic mix. This review is about the most controversi...
As it sometimes happens in life people have many things going on in a day that sends them in different directions. My wife and had a formal celebration dinner to attend while I had others things to attend to. Believe me knowing what my wife would have on I wanted to be sitting next to her feeling her silky hose covered legs under the table as she talked with...
I. The Message Paul Norton sat in his dimly-lit room somewhere in the suburbs of Boston. He looked outside and saw a blizzard pounding the neighborhood. White-skinned and with blond hair, Paul suffered from an overactive intelligence which compelled him to notice things that other people did not. He disliked authority's instructions, and frequently called...
Earth Day, in my understanding, is a time to think about the environment, to consider that we only have one Earth, one place to live, and that it is in our best interests to take good care of it. Over time, though, it has become clear to me that Earth Day is also a rallying point for those individuals who claim a personal connection with our planet, follower...
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...
First attempt... if people like it, I'll keep writing on and developing the story (next chapter hinted at at the end). If people like it, I'll probably use this to explore all kinds of kinks involved in BDSM: bondage, whipping, trampling, humiliation, etc. ***** Mistress stared down at me coldly as she enters the sparsely lit room. Of course, when I came i...